You could be happy. And I won't know. But you weren't happy the day I. Watched you go. . And all the things that I wished I. Had not said. Are played on loops till it's madness.
Shut your eyes and think of somewhere. Somewhere cold and caked in snow. By the fire, we break the quiet. Learn to wear each other well. . And when the worrying starts to hurt.
It's hard to argue when. You won't stop making sense. But my tongue still misbehaves. And it keeps digging my own grave. . With my hands open and my eyes open.
Train this chaos turn it into light,. I've gotta see you one last night,. Before the lions take their share,. Leave us in pieces, scattered everywhere,.
You've got a great imagination. . You carry on in the same old way. No lessons learned from yesterday. . Talk of changes lost in pages of paperwork. .
You've got a great imagination. . You carry on in the same old way. No lessons learned from yesterday. . Talk of changes lost in pages of paperwork. .