Honestly You were nothing But a shallow distraction From myself
I took you in Burnt your skin And now I'll wish you well
But had you Acted casually You could have Held me down And snuck your claws Right past my jaw And cut my tongue Right out
But you would've known that I Wasn't the staying kind And carefully dismantled me
What if your hands weren't true What if I found someone new What becomes of the broken one
All the way From Tennessee My stomach Twisted and turned
Mama said There'd be days like this But Jesus How they burn
And you went white Just like a ghost You fell out On the ground
And with our еyes We compromised And nеither Made a sound
But you would've known that I Wasn't the staying kind And carefully dismantled me
What if your hands weren't true What if I found someone new What becomes of the broken oneTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.