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