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