Pitch black, pale blue, It was a stained glass variation of the truth. And I felt empty handed. You let me set sail with cheap wood, So I patched up every leak that I could, Till the blame grew too heavy. Stitch by stitch I tear apart. If brokenness is a form of art, I must be a poster-child prodigy. Thread by thread I come apart. If brokenness is a work of art, Surely this must be my masterpiece I’m only honest when it rains, If I time it right the thunder breaks When I open my mouth. I wanna tell you but I don’t know how. I’m only honest when it rains, An open book with a torn out page And my inks run out. I wanna love you but I don’t know how. I don’t know how, No I don’t know how, I don’t know how, I wanna love you but I don’t know how, I don’t know how, I wanna love you but I don’t know how, I wanna love you but I don’t know how, I wanna love you… Pitch black, pale blue, These wild oceans shake what’s left of me lose, Just to hear me cry mercy. A strong wind at my back so I, I lift up the only sail that I have: This tired white flag. I’m only honest when it rains, If I time it right the thunder breaks When I open my mouth. I wanna tell you but I don’t know how. I’m only honest when it rains, An open book with a torn out page And my inks run out. I wanna love you but I don’t know how. (Know how, know how, know how…) I don’t know how, I don’t know how, I don’t know how, I wanna love you but I don’t know how, I don’t know how, I wanna love you but I don’t know how, I wanna love you but I don’t know how, I wanna love you…
This edit’s beautiful. Thank you for this! :)
That's just perfect. Thank you.
Pitch black, pale blue,
It was a stained glass variation of the truth.
And I felt empty handed.
You let me set sail with cheap wood,
So I patched up every leak that I could,
Till the blame grew too heavy.
Stitch by stitch I tear apart.
If brokenness is a form of art,
I must be a poster-child prodigy.
Thread by thread I come apart.
If brokenness is a work of art,
Surely this must be my masterpiece
I’m only honest when it rains,
If I time it right the thunder breaks
When I open my mouth.
I wanna tell you but I don’t know how.
I’m only honest when it rains,
An open book with a torn out page
And my inks run out.
I wanna love you but I don’t know how.
I don’t know how,
No I don’t know how,
I don’t know how,
I wanna love you but I don’t know how,
I don’t know how,
I wanna love you but I don’t know how,
I wanna love you but I don’t know how,
I wanna love you…
Pitch black, pale blue,
These wild oceans shake what’s left of me lose,
Just to hear me cry mercy.
A strong wind at my back so I,
I lift up the only sail that I have:
This tired white flag.
I’m only honest when it rains,
If I time it right the thunder breaks
When I open my mouth.
I wanna tell you but I don’t know how.
I’m only honest when it rains,
An open book with a torn out page
And my inks run out.
I wanna love you but I don’t know how.
(Know how, know how, know how…)
I don’t know how,
I don’t know how,
I don’t know how,
I wanna love you but I don’t know how,
I don’t know how,
I wanna love you but I don’t know how,
I wanna love you but I don’t know how,
I wanna love you…
underrated xoxo
perfect i loved it ✨
Its raining tho :,)
“This tired pride flag” just popped into my head for some reason ✋😭🐛🦋 I’m a 🐀
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