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