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