Stitches

I thought that I've been hurt before But no one's ever left me quite this sore Your words cut deeper than a knife Now I need someone to breathe me back to life Got a feeling that I'm going under But I know that I'll make it out alive If I quit callin

If it stayed I'd never leave it If that turned around I'd grieve it The special dirty things that we used to talk about I mean that loving you is strange and adored by me throughout Oh No It's you again Someday soon you'll find that someone waiting f

When you feel so weak And you scratch those stitches Reminding you of why you fell away after the offset And you cant hold sleep And you gamble more than enough You cant depend on them Still, i adore the taste of rain And the bounce of bone on ground