From the recording Cigarettes & Razorblades

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Written and performed by Cotter. Produced by Joel Shedlock and Trevor Boggs.

Lyrics

I somehow found myself here
Where the path ahead isn't so clear
I told myself I'd rather die
Than to have another dream
Of self-inflicted wounds
On your thighs

And I still sleep in our old bed
And I'm so fucking happy
It's mine again

Cigarettes and razorblades
Hopeless scars are what you left me
Tried my best but nothing changed
Still, I found so much clarity
I didn't run
I didn't hide
I worked shit out
I'm doing fine
I really want the same for you
Still after all you put us through

It was all a waste of time
Trying to get through your head
And show you everything is fine
Swings coming at my head
For the need to take control
Til we both wound up dead

And I'm still living our old life
And it's so much fucking better here
On Sunset Drive

Cigarettes and razorblades
Hopeless scars are what you left me
Tried my best but nothing changed
Still, I found so much clarity
I didn't run
I didn't hide
I worked shit out
I'm doing fine
I really want the same for you
Still after all you put us through

You were just a novelty
I was toying with
To complicate my life
But the landscape is changing
No whimpering no begging
We're doing just fine
WE'RE DOING JUST FINE

Cigarettes and razorblades
Hopeless scars are what you left me
Tried my best but nothing changed
Still, I found so much clarity
I didn't run
I didn't hide
I worked shit out
I'm doing fine
I really want the same for you
Still after all you put us through