Lyrics The Passerby - Of Virtue
If
this
picture's
worth
a
thousand
words
let
"love"
not
be
the
first
nor
last.
My
eyes
were
upside
down
the
first
time
you
turned
your
back.
I
wish
you
never
turned
your
back
around
after
that.
Cover
up
that
word,
like
you
cover
up
your
face
when
you
have
something
to
say.
Anything
to
cover
up
my
efforts.
Anything
to
shut
me
out.
Bury
those
eyes
into
the
bend
of
your
arm.
Keep
those
ribs
closed
and
your
heart
hidden
away
from
me.
I've
been
wondering
what
swallowed
me
into
the
ocean
hidden
behind
a
pretty
voice,
Whispering
promises
of
warmth.
It's
not
the
salt
that
makes
my
eyes
water.
It's
the
thought
that
you
never
even
bothered
to
give
me
a
reason
behind
letting
go
of
everything
I
tried
to
give.
I
don't
know
what
hurts
more,
hanging
on
by
a
thread
or
just
letting
go.
We'll
never
know.
It's
a
constant
struggle
trying
to
fill
the
void
that
loved
one
made.
And
when
they're
gone
it
seems
no
one
could
ever
take
their
place.
You
can't
just
let
them
go
or
leave
them
behind.
We
once
knew
love,
Until
someone
you
think
is
gonna
be
the
one
to
change
your
life...
for
the
best,
Throws
you
out
into
the
streets
with
an
empty,
frozen
hands
and
feet.
Still
standing
here.
Cut
off
the
loss,
clean
the
wounds,
granted
nothing
will
ever
feel
the
same
again.
It
was
all
worth
nothing.
"I'm
a
loner,"
he
says.
"Born
this
way
a
loner
I
shall
stay."
Cursed
with
heartstrings
hanging
from
his
hands
and
neck.
"Dance
with
me,"
she
says.
"To
the
melodies
of
weeping
widows
and
widowers.
'Cause
tonight
we
die
alone,
just
like
them."
Like
a
beaten
down,
dog
it's
hard
to
show
love.
So
he
shows
his
teeth
instead
and
spits
out
blood
to
anyone
that
shows
him
love
again.
But
when
no
one's
around
he
whimpers
through
the
night
and
walks
around
with
his
tail
between
his
legs.
And
then
you
hear
him
speak,
"I
would
have
given
you
the
clothes
off
my
back,
choose
a
bullet
over
seeing
your
blood
spill,
perhaps.
But
now
I'm
cold
and
there's
a
hole
through
my
chest.
A
public
display
of
my
affection."
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