Dead Rosary - Love Me Like An Epitaph

#gothic #doommetal You never looked at me that way, when I was standing right beside you... Funny how absence improves a man... Back when my heart still beat for us, you counted every flaw you found. Every promise left undone, every time I let you down. The silence grew between the walls, while we pretended not to hear. Two strangers sharing one address, watching love disappear. Now the years have softened edges, like weather wearing down a stone. Love me like an epitaph, written after I am gone. Say the words you never said, when I was still holding on. Love me like an epitaph, carved where everyone can see. It's funny how a memory, became a better man than me. I still pass your neighborhood, though I have no reason to. The porch light glows just like before, but nothing there belongs to me. You tell your friends I wasn't bad, just complicated, hurt, and proud. Funny how the truth gets kinder, once it isn't spoken loud. We spend our lives disappointing each other... Then call it nostalgia... Now every photograph survives, while all the arguments have died. The ghosts of what we could have been stand taller than the truth inside. You remember me in autumn light, with every fault conveniently erased. The man you couldn't love back then became perfection in his grave. If sorrow is a sculptor, then time is its accomplice... Every scar becomes a story. Every failure gains a halo... Love me like an epitaph, written after I am gone. Tell the world I meant so much, when the world has moved along. Love me like an epitaph, engraved in marble, white and cold. Because every broken love affair, looks beautiful when it grows old. Don't bring flowers... You never liked me that much...