Из альбома: Fragile Future

All these daggers and these swords
Can cut me like the words from your lips
Can you feel my fingertips
Tracing all over your body
My knees are weak as I whisper softly
While my hands rest on your hips

(It takes time to get close enough to you)

I didn't want to be a curse
Won't be the last girl or the first
Tell me I should go straight to hell
For better or for worse
The best news I have ever heard
Is when you said I was doing well

All the doctors and the pills
Can cure the way I feel about myself
Fine to move free to ask for help
From everyone, for everything
Prescribing ends to society
I feel addicted to this prescription
Problems lies within the help

(It takes time to)

I didn't want to be a curse
Won't be the last girl or the first
Tell me I should go straight to hell
For better or for worse
The best news I have ever heard
Is when you said I was doing well

(Everything you know)

Let go if it hurts so badly
I just smile and offer sleep
I have enough and I say this sadly
That last year has been driving me insane

I didn't want to be a curse
Won't be the last girl or the first
Tell me I should go straight to hell
For better or for worse
The best news I have ever heard
Is when you said I was doing well

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