framed hands make the moon come down i'm sick of my plans tired of waiting around i can't try cos i know that you need somebody tonight something to lose i'm waiting for a sign something to lose you're always looking down from a picture frame it's sickening how we just get in each other's way
i can't be shocked like i was before so don't throw your rocks at my window no more
Compositores: Brandt Gustav Peterson (BMI), Neil Gust (BMI), Steven Paul Smith (BMI), Tony LashEditores: Spent Bullets (BMI), Universal Music Careers (BMI)ECAD verificado obra #45539293 em 03/Ago/2024