hell on the throat lyrics – dashboard confessional

“h*ll on the throat”

a line of strands to mark the trail,
no one said it would be easy.

i must admit i thought the risk was better waged in younger seasons,
but all these years in the cold play h*ll on the throat
till everything i say burns like cinders,
why it’s hard to belong to a girl or a song
and the crease of a strangling winter

it’s strange to be lost, stranger still to be lone
in the strings of a twisting line.
along the way the turns are sharp,
no one said they would be easy,
i must admit i thought the trip was better in younger seasons.
but all these years in the pursuit made a man of a fool,
till every word i say is on waver.

why it’s hard to belong to a girl or a song
in the case of a selfish believer,
it’s strange to be lost and stranger still to be lone
in the strings in a twisting line [x2]

and when the path i have made
from the gr*ss to the grave,
i will love you still.
and when the sand turns to gl*ss
and all that’s left is the past
and i will love you still.

/ dashboard confessional lyrics