Stain

A blissful couple holding their newborn

A feeling swells up like nothing from before

The walls cave in, turn the room inside out


All the lazy Sunday afternoons

Now they’ve become far and few between

Ask away, anything you’d like to know I’ll tell you

Got your fix but somehow you’re still broke 

Pacing and you’re trembling as he spoke

Gonna walk away before you have to face the consequences

Gonna bleed it out and wipe away the stain you have created

Bleed it out before you have to face the consequences