Are too bright to stand
So she’s walking home
With a new life
Past the dead end streets
And run down plans
She’s got a good one
To fol
She swears that he’s different
He’s not like the rest
He sings in the kitchen
He’s good
A few good years then it starts to hit
She put it all in but he’s calling it q
That everybody g
And i
Why she does it to herself
When she knows how it e
This thing that we do
Just know
It’s a feeling that i
I’m slow
But you’re patiently walking me through
When we talk
In the dark of
I try to be in it
And cry, but i can’t
You just cut me open
Saying
I’m betting my fate on a line in your hand
It finally feels like a good place to l
Of falling to my k
So i
Why we do it to ourselves
When we know how it e