Violence Frank Iero and The Future Violents

[Intro]
Come on

[Verse 1]
You got so sick I thought I’d die
You got so down I couldn’t get high
You make it harder and harder for me to know who I am
So this time I gotta hear it, if you give a goddamn

[Pre-Chorus]
Gimme, gimme, gimme, just a bit of your time
Gimme, gimme, gimme, just a bit of your touch

[Chorus]
Your violence feels like kisses to me
Your silence makes it harder to breathe
Your distance feels like I’m not enough
I need your touch
Your violence feels like kisses to me
Your silence makes it harder to breathe
Your distance feels like I’m not enough
You’re gonna be sorry when I’m gone

[Verse 2]
You got so lost I forgot who I was
You got so loud, aw, baby, I shut up
I get so scared and it gets you off
The sound of hell in my ears when the fear takes hold of me