If The Suspense Doesnt Kill Us, Something Else Will...

You’ve never looked so picture perfect, but I’m an open book now
Every white page will be turned to grey
And every second spent was worth it
We have the scars to show that
What a way to end a perfect day
You never seem to change
And maybe one day you’ll be happy
We can remove those scars
And fill each others hearts with bliss
Or you’ll die alone! With a gun in hand!
A rifle to your head! And I’ll find you there!
(I can’t come down, too far gone to be found)
You’ve never looked so picture perfect, but I’m an open book now
Every white page will be turned to grey
And every second spent was worth it
We have the scars to show that
What a way to end a perfect day
You never seem to change
Let me know when you’re awake, so I can lift your damaged grace
I’ll be there to hold on to
Pretend your arms are wings…
You’ve never looked so picture perfect, but I’m an open book now
Every white page will be turned to grey
And every second spent was worth it
We have the scars to show that
What a way to end a perfect day