Concealer 作词：Robert Thomas Iii Keeley, Timothy C Payne, Steven J Pedulla, Geoffrey Rickly, Thomas A Rule
With fists raised high in tightened knots The room explodes and now this blood is on your hands And there is no time for a second chance
To paint my face with blood and tears and cover up In an open book that no one reads A misspelled word that no one know
You stole the rain Then you turned around and tore my life in two Just like the picture that once hung on the wall In the room that we used to share
So fold me up and put me back in the place where
You used to keep your heart You think its getting smaller? It's been that way for quite some time now
The cadence beats down on the tar It sounds the same as your fists raining down We've got to leave before the sun sets (If you wanted to change the way I look at you)
Or maybe we don't have time, time to waste It won't be long, it won't be long before you're gone into the night (It won't be long before you're) (You won't have time to look at you) To paint my face with cover