Rose colored in a house of grey Dancing over broken glasses Hours flying paper planes To float away
Splinters from a picket fence Felt them when I fell into it Tripping over common sense So tell me this
Can I scotch tape us back, back together Cause the heart break's been hard, hard on me Will the scars make the story all the better? Or is it too late for scotch tape?
How was I supposed to know That all the things I learned at home I carry Into moments we're alone I can hear my fathers tone And it's scary How did it Get to this
I'm learning of letting go of what I knew But it's hurting to forget I'm me because of youTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
