I see beauty in the pain like flowers on a grave
Bear my sins on my sleeves and never be ashamed
Should have prayed like a preacher but temptation was always sweeter
The other woman was looming, Sooner you had to meet her
But home is where the heart is and mine is never furnished
Heartbroken like glass shards melted in a furnace
Stare at the night sky, Praying for patience
Wish we were lovers in the dark, Just hasty and nameless
Never drunk in love again, No chance of relapsing
Rather drown in my regrets, Barely gasping
My mind is distant with no plan of returning
Just try to read the letter before you burn it
Sometimes love worsens before it's worth it
So make me the last mistake you fall in love with.
Jul 27, 2016
Jul 27, 2016 at 6:50 AM UTC
I see beauty in the pain like flowers on a grave
Bear my sins on my sleeves and never be ashamed
Should have prayed like a preacher but temptation was always sweeter
The other woman was looming, Sooner you had to meet her
But home is where the heart is and mine is never furnished
Heartbroken like glass shards melted in a furnace
Stare at the night sky, Praying for patience
Wish we were lovers in the dark, Just hasty and nameless
Never drunk in love again, No chance of relapsing
Rather drown in my regrets, Barely gasping
My mind is distant with no plan of returning
Just try to read the letter before you burn it
Sometimes love worsens before it's worth it
So make me the last mistake you fall in love with.
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