Before they open and decided their blue, thoughts were whispered to drive me cruel, From public watch into private rooms.. and those that speak, are mostly fools.
I never loved you The way i could
Before they open. the same sick thoughts, of things I've broken the times i'm lost, You graze the skin , like warning shots, and mourning you, is every morning frost
I never loved you The way i could
Please don't miss the Moments and walk away Please don't miss the Moments that crawl away Please don't miss the Moments and walk away Please don't miss the Moments that slip away