My heart is the worst weapon...

Last year's wishes
Are this years apologies
Every last time I come home
I take my last chance
To burn a bridge or two
I only keep myself this sick in the head
Because I know how the words get to you

We're the new face of failure
Prettier and younger but not any better off
Bullet proof loneliness
A best

Collect the bad habits
That you couldn't bare to keep
Out of the woods but I love
A tree I used to lay beneath

The best way
To make it through
With hearts and wrists intact
Is to realise
Two out of three isn't bad...