The Sickness Of Your Memory – As Cities Burn – letras

how can I stop this stubborn heartfrom pumping blood to what’s left of you in mecan’t you see that I’m growing weakand your memory’s a leechthe temperature of your voicefires my fever to keep me from the coldof losing you…I’m losing youbut you look so beautiful in this hospital bedof what we said would never endand I know it’s pitiful but this medicinesays I’ll never feel againbut I’ll still monitor your heart rateto calculate your healtheven when it’s keeping me from sleepingbecause it’s beating for someone elsewell, if bitter is all I can be, I’d rather not be at all