Anchorage Blue - Concrete Isn't Flammable, but Your Hair Product Is Lyrics

Pour concrete down my throat
And stem the flow of words
You wish I never wrote about you
A tragedy embued and entirely consumed

With fire from far worse times
I will spark the flame needed to burn the inside
Of a little white lie, and the source of the color
Of your dead, cold eyes

I am not enough, but I'll make pretend
I guess I'll make it all up
I am not enough
But I guess that's what they call love

It's never enough

Pour second chances down the sink
And watch my courage disappear in the blink of an eye
I'm on the brink of losing my mind; I guess you will find

Me, entangled in unfamiliar sheets
A poor attempt to forget a heartbeat
Honestly, I don't really sleep
I lay awake and wonder if you ever think about me

It's never enough

I am not enough
So fly, my love

I'll learn to keep my mouth shut
Because I am not enough

Pour concrete down my throat