1, 2, 3, 1, 2, 3
I hope he never learns about what we've done
He slowly began to turn and started to run
Away from the ownership of the words that you said
So now you're alone in this empty twin bed
You drink to the smaller things that help us get by
So when your phone starts to ring, ignore it tonight
You look so beautiful when you're at your worst
The best part is wonderful in quenching its thirst
You quietly let me up the stairs and said that I should make myself out of it
Surrounded by this logic support that you said you don't feel
Oh
I should feel proud when I told you I guess that's it
I hate to be a bearer of bad days
But I've been broken here before
But I'll be here again
05:19
02:58
05:21
13:09
