Your love show many colors Roses will show their thorns You show me sides of silence Showed me my way back home I break my back, bent over I dance on broken glass I hold my breath half to death You can't forget the past
Unless you think it's not over Let's kiss it goodbye Is it really worth it Or is it all just a lie It's not like i'm giving up now, I am willing to try. Unless you think it's not over, Let's kiss it goodbye.
My love shows it horns. Could you lead us home? Break your back on broken glass, You can't forget the past.