Cherax Destructor - Misericorde lyrics

Broken plates, broken hearts A hit that never finds its mark Friendless and alone at last Waiting for the bomb to blow Pack your things It's time to go Someone make it stop Stop the noise Someone turn it off And throw it out You can see that she doesn't understand In her eyes, in the way she holds his hand Just let her go, she'll come running back to you The last laugh as you turn and leave the room