Bury Me

Bury me with bottles of tears

So they don't wet your face

Or anyone near

As I walk to the end of my grace

You'll be right here with me

In this god forsaken place

Leave me with all of your sins

So they don't burden you

Stop keeping them in

As I fall from the sky, it'll hurt me so

So leave them with me

And I'll take them home

All I've made

Belongs in this weathered old face

I hate myself

For stealing this grace, stealing this grace

Stealing this grace from you

So bury me with bottles of tears

So they don't wet your face, no

Or anyone near

And as I walk to the end of my grace

You'll be right here with me

In this god forsaken place

Mmm