Saint Thomas

Spit it out
There are not stitches on your mouth
Leave it for so long, it's the least I can hear about
Ghosts in the photos
No time to disclose
I know what you think I don't

I don't hate you
But how could you?
And I've loved you too much to every truly leave you
And I'm no Saint Thomas
But I don't and can't believe you

Came without a gun to this fight but you pull one out
Point it to the back of your own head as you kiss me on the mouth
You're too kind
And it's rotted your mind

I don't hate you
But how could you?
And I've loved you too much to every truly leave you
And I'm no Saint Thomas
But I don't and can't believe you

I don't and can't believe you
I don't care what we've been through
I don't know how to ease you
Cause I still don't believe you

I don't and can't believe you
I don't care what we've been through
Promise it's gonna hit soon
But I still don't believe you

Spit it out
It's just the two of us now

I don't and can't believe you
I don't know how to ease you
I don't and can't believe you
I don't and can't believe you