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