Pitch black, pale There was a stained glass, variation of the And I felt handed
You let me set cheap wood So I patched up every leak that I
Till the blame too heavy Stage by stage, I tear If is a form of art
I must be a child prodigy Thread by I come apart If is a work of art
Surely this must be my I'm honest when it rains If I time it right, the thunder I open my mouth
I wanna you but I don't know how I'm only honest it rains An open book, a torn out page And my run out
I love you but I don't know how I don't how No I don't how I don't how
I love you but I don't know how I don't how I wanna you but I don't know how I love you but I don't know how
I wanna you Pitch black, blue These oceans shake what's left of me loose Just to hear me cry The strong wind at my So lift up The sail that I have
This tired white (white x4) I'm only honest it rains If I time it right, the thunder
I open my mouth I wanna you but I don't know how I'm honest when it rains An open book, a torn out page
And my run out I love you but I don't know how how I'm honest when it rains
If I time it right, the thunder I open my mouth I tell you but I don't know how how I'm honest when it rains An book, with a torn out page And my run out I love you but I don't know how I know how I know how I don't how I wanna love you but I don't how I don't how I wanna you but I don't know how I love you but I don't know how I love you