Thrift the way, into the dark, to feel the lover, broken arms.
Now the way are you thing, it's getting better.
To take yourself, from all you are, live the life, for broken hearts.
Feeling so cold, that it's starting to burn.
Keep lying, to yourself, pretending, you're anything, but who you are?
It's all falling over, you're broken and sober.
You're bleeding the worst, to the best through your life.
So, turn all your tears and turn your the sky.
And stitch up the wounds, that's all of your lies.
Hide the truth, until the end, far the hope, that's lost within.
Take the chance to proove you're, something better.
And emptiness, that feels your eyes, what way street, of compromised?
Holding tighter, but you're slipping away.
Keep lying, to yourself, pretending, you're anything, but who you are?
It's all falling over, you're broken and sober.
You're bleeding the worst, to the best through your life.
So, turn all your tears and turn your the sky.
And stitch up the wounds, that's all of your lies.
Hopeless turning in your ways, reaching are for has the same.
Fallen to the arms, that make you weaker.
Baby you can start again, learn to live with not pretend.
Find the piece that die, with end you somehow, but still you run.
Keep lying, to yourself, pretending, you're anything, but who you are?
It's all falling over, you're broken and sober.
You're bleeding the worst, to the best through your life.
So, turn all your tears and turn your the sky.
And stitch up the wounds, that's all of your lies.
Baby you can start again, learn to live, with not pretend.
And stitch up the wounds, that's all of your lies.