reassembling the icons

i've had my many reasons, to take the words out of your breath, the blood right from your veins, and i, tried to remember what life was like without you, but it never seems, to let me forget, and will you wait on the edge, and will you wait for me to catch you, through no faults of your own you're bleeding, do you remember what you want, i'm so alone, with loss and doubts of my own, if you need me, i will be here when you want, she had her ways of leaving, she touched her hair then touched his face, wiped the water from his eyes and, i try to picture what life is like without you, but you never seem, to let me forget, and will you wait at the end, and will you wait for me to catch up, through no faults of your own you're bleeding, do you remember what you want, i'm so alone with loss and doubts of my own, if you need me, i will be here when you want, she says that we're still here, and she says that we're here still, reassembling the icons, one piece at a time and we're still here, dismantling the eyesores one day, at a time and we're crushing ourselves, one day at a time, one day at a time, one day. through no faults of your own you're bleeding, do you remember what you want, i'm so alone with loss and doubts of my own, if you need me, i will be here when you want reassembling the icons, no, reassembling the icons, no, reassembling!, i will be here when you want reassembling the icons