Will you come back, to break my heart? Cause once you’re in, you cut your way out. You are the snow in the sky. You are the color I see in my mind. It’s over but can we drag it out for old time’s sake? You stay like a coward’s rain. London creeped into my dreams of you. We can pretend that you love the way I am. Won’t be that hard, you faked it this far. I will get you back, to me, or just for all this god damn heartache. Be honest with me. Be careful I’m fragile. You hung me with hope.