Safe inside your broken arms
You should let me fly away
The taste of something makes me bored
I fell down never to be brought up again
And all it takes is a simple sorry
I'm healing from the last one, f*cked me up
And all I make are songs about her
I hate her but I can't just get enough
And all it takes is a simple sorry
I'm healing from the last one, f*cked me up
And all I make are songs about her
I hate her but I can't just get enough