Memories.
Memories shape you to who you are. I had to learn that the hard way.
- sunshine,
- there ain't a thing that you can do
- that's gonna ruin my night.
- but there's just something about
- this dizzy dreamer
- and her bleeding little blue boy.
- And lies,licking your fingers like you're done
- and you've decided there is so much more than me.
- and baby, honestly
- it's harder breathing next to you
- i shake.
- i brought a gun and as the preacher tried to stop me
- hold my heart
- it's beating for you anyway.
- what if i can't forget you
- i'll burn your name into my throat
- i'll be the fire that'll catch you.
- what's so good about picking up the pieces?
- none of the colors