The Airborne Toxic Event Lyrics: Innocence (Live)

The Airborne Toxic Event, All I Ever WantedFrom The Album All I Ever Wanted (2010)
Lyrics by Mikel Jollett

Innocence (Live)

I want to disappear. I just sleep all day. The spots on my hands. My skin just like sand. Sun rises somewhere behind the blinds. The carpet on my feet, sweat stains on the sheets. Cough syrup and drugs, bandages and gauze. The razor was dull; the water cold against my skin. The radio lull, the static buzzing around my brain.

And all these broken plans, these ink stains on my hands. Everyone saves their best words for the grave. All these weary morning tomes, I’ll probably save mine too. If heaven’s just a long road home, tell me it’s true… I’ll go too. I’ll go with you.

Well, I lost my innocence today. I could feel her in my bones, my blood. And I woke up tired, scared, and sad, so drained I felt so bad. Today, would you steal… would you say, what you feel, which is nothing but hollow, thin as air. I could die, I just don’t care.

And forget happiness, I’m fine. I forget everything in time. I swear I didn’t know, you know me how I can’t let go. And we’re not gods, we’re just hacks, all this life along the cracks, the scars, the siege that breaks. The ugliest scenes, the worst mistakes. Everywhere I see her face; such a beautiful child, such an awful waste. And there’s no innocence like hers – just emptiness and nerves.

And this light, from the window of my car, she’ll never see it, oh my god. I was so surprised; it blew up in my face. Lord, I lost my nerve. Oh my god.

I tear
So hard
I beg and scream
I was wrong
It’s over.
She’s gone.
Oh my love.


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