Pitch black, pale There was a glass, variation of the truth And I empty handed
You let me set cheap wood So I patched up every leak I could
the blame grew too heavy Stage by stage, I apart If brokenness is a of art
I be a poster child prodigy Thread by thread I come If brokenness is a of art
Surely must be my masterpiece I'm only honest it rains If I time it right, the thunder When I open my
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 wanna love you but I don't how I don't how No 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 black, pale blue These wild shake what's left of me loose to hear me cry mercy The strong at my back So I'll up The only that I have
This tired thread (white x4) I'm only when it rains If I time it right, the breaks
When I my mouth I tell you but I don't know how I'm only 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 only when it rains
If I time it right, the thunder When I open my I tell you but I don't know how how I'm only honest when it An open book, a torn out page And my run out I wanna love you but I don't how I don't how I don't how I don't how I wanna love you but I know how I know how I love you but I don't know how I wanna love you but I know how I wanna you