Tekst
I can feel the quiet heat
On your shoulder as it drips down
From between our lips it's painted
The empty space on the ground
I felt the questions
Moving through your arms
You went first
Cus for me its too hard
We can be gently breathless now
Just squeeze my hand as much as it hurts
Teach me how to be myself again and
Ill take back those horrible words
I feel the blood
Moving through your arms
You went first
Cus for me its too hard
