Pitch black, blue was a stained glass, variation of the truth And I empty handed
You let me set cheap wood So I patched up leak that I could
Till the blame too heavy by stage, I tear apart If brokenness is a of art
I must be a child prodigy by thread I come apart If is a work of art
Surely must be my masterpiece I'm only honest when it If I it right, the thunder breaks When I my mouth
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 know how I don't how No I know how I know how
I wanna love you but I don't how I don't how I love you but I don't know how I love you but I don't know how
I love 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 only sail that I
tired white thread (white x4) I'm only honest it rains If I time it right, the breaks
When I open my I tell you but I don't know 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 how I'm honest when it rains
If I time it right, the thunder I open my mouth I wanna tell you but I know how how I'm only honest when it An book, with a torn out page And my run out I wanna love you but I don't how I don't how I know how I know how I wanna love you but I know how I know how I wanna you but I don't know how I love you but I don't know how I love you