Pitch black, blue 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
Till the blame too heavy Stage by stage, I apart If is a form of art
I must be a poster prodigy by thread I come apart If is a work of art
Surely this be my masterpiece I'm only honest it rains If I time it right, the breaks I open my mouth
I tell 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 love you but I know how I know how No I don't how I don't how
I wanna you but I don't know how I don't how I wanna love you but I don't 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 Just to me cry mercy The strong at my back So I'll up The only that I have
This white thread (white x4) I'm only when it rains If I it right, the thunder breaks
I open my mouth I wanna tell you but I don't how I'm only honest it rains An open book, a torn out page
And my run out I wanna love you but I know how how I'm honest when 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 out page And my run out I wanna you but I don't know how I don't how I know how I don't how I wanna you but I don't know how I know how I love you but I don't know how I wanna love you but I don't how I love you