Текст песни APART - Suffer In Rhythm

I'm sorry
for the spots
on your shoulders
I left unkissed,

for the shelter I never offered

for the faith misplaced
for the seams unsown
for the cold floors
oil spills on porcelain

I would have swallowed every sip
to have the smell on my breath
the taste to leave behind with every kiss

So what do I do,
with these picture frames?
Do I lock them away,
saved for rainy days?
Because I don't think
A dresser drawer
can hold such grace.

This heartbreak was circumstance
like all heartbreak, selected by chance

I could have been
anyone
You could have been
no one else

suffer in rhythm
these patterns repeat
suffer in rhythm
this loss is mine to keep

I'll wear your loss to sleep.
this loss is mine to keep