Stale sweat and cinnamon I guess she is frightened most of all Loves to fly but she's scared to fall
She's got scars on the outside Says they're the worst kind And I don't ask She turns the lights out and locks the door
If this is fate count me out And never try Please never try to hold her down
Broken home Broken bones She never told anyone but me And everything seemed make believe
We both ran You can't ever catch horizon Guess that's why we've both been riding so damn long She says she thinks of me as home
If this is fate count me out And never try Please never try to hold her down
Hands on hips and lips to lips I don't know how much someone could take from her
Fourth of July Watch the night sky I'm wondering why the truth ain't so easy this timeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
