In Pieces - Like Angels On The Verge Of Suicide lyrics

the dust clears off the box full of hopeless memories the master lock looks old and rusted i should've burned this box along with all the others forgetting you has been the hardest part and i'm not sure i wish to remember at all. like angels on the verge of suicide i turn my head and shed a tear and fall for what seems like a thousand miles until i hit the cold cement floor beside your feet dont pick me up because my brittle bones cant withstand another touch from your hands i'll get up on my own and i'll burn this box the fire will look good glistening off the curves of your face