A little less innocence His morals aren’t so well defined You’re here again, the rush beings A line of joy and suicide.
I can’t find the words to say this. I’m running out of patience.
CHORUS: Dearest I'm so sorry you're disturbed. You know I'd hang on every word. With each breath you take I think I’ve learned. Careful you might get burned.
Tears tug at the corners of my eyes. But I won’t let them go this time. You’re here again, the rush begins. A line of joy and suicide.
I can’t find the words to say this. I’m running out of patience
CHORUS
Let’s go…
Dearest I’m sorry But this is not working.
Holding onto what I fight for Bleeding for you, A face to die for (x2)