It's like loving a lion that cannot be tamed
I snap at the thought or the sound of your name
Pulling teeth from my stomach
You've been eaten alive
My blood fills your lungs
My soul, your insideMy feet they stand on ashes
From the fires that you've made
Burning bridges
Just to save your faceIf I say I wouldn't be hostile
Could you say you would do the same?
If we're all made just a little bit broken
Tell me, who is to blame?I'm sensing a feeling picking wounds of regret
That left alone, there's no scarring, I'll dig and I'll dig
Scratching and itching ill keep biting my lip
From this pain that I'm feeling
Picking wounds of regretA cut cannot heal
Unless you leave it alone
I'll open mine daily
Leaving bones exposedIf I say I wouldn't be hostile
Could you say you would do the same?
If we're all made just a little bit broken
Tell me, who is to blame?Standing on ashes from the fires you've made
Burning your bridges just to save your faceWounds of regretIf I say I wouldn't be hostile
Could you say you would do the same?
If we're all made just a little bit broken
Tell me, who is to blame?We're broken, imperfect
We were all made the same
We're broken, imperfect
We are all to blame
Composição: MEN / Of Mice.
