Clean Breaks — Dashboard Confessional

I believe in clean breaks, I keep the old troubles away

But you're making sure I was lying when I said

"I can leave, This behind"

I need you to ruin me For this, finally, 'Cause it's burying me

Now, I'm in these old knots Each move keeps me locked away

With each new embrace, I have tied myself up.

More tightly, Into you

Oh, but the more I fight Then the deeper I'm trapped And I can't break free of this hold that you have

And I crave you more Under the heat of your touch And I need your skin

To ruin me For this wicked town Where your ghosts are bound To me

One last sacrifice Of this ritual escape

I was lying when I said... "I believe, in clean breaks"