Kategorie : Pop
I can't even look at you
Would you look at the space just next to your feet
The wood is warping
The lines distorting
This house is on fire, woo
Burning the tears right off my face
What the hell did we do?
Tell me we'll make it through
'Cause he made it easy, easy
Please don't leave me
Leave me
What's left of the dance
That's all on my hands
The rock in my throat, a hair on my coat
The stranger at home, my darling
Like some kind of freak, my darling
Now I'm vulnerable, so sad and alone
But don't cry for me, 'cause everyone knows
You reap what you sow, my darling
Yeah, yeah, yeah
I can't even look at you
Would you look at the space just next to your feet?
The wood is warping
The lines distorting, yeah
This house is on fire, woo
Burning the tears right off my face
What the hell did we do?
Tell me, we'll make it through