Wedding vales are fairy tales
They tell to girls under 12
We ate snow, it got cold
You held me so tightly in your arms
Razor blades make things straight
With shadows of trees on the grown
‘Look away’ that’s what you’d say
But I never turned my eyes away
New Year eve, I had to leave
Laid awake on the couch
Constantine, shoulda been seen
But you were nowhere to be found
You were my first, and you were the worst
Thing that has ever happened to me
convenient love, that all I was
For a girl with long blonde hair
You broke me, your Coheed
You turned your back on jack
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 9:29 PM UTC
Wedding vales are fairy tales
They tell to girls under 12
We ate snow, it got cold
You held me so tightly in your arms
Razor blades make things straight
With shadows of trees on the grown
‘Look away’ that’s what you’d say
But I never turned my eyes away
New Year eve, I had to leave
Laid awake on the couch
Constantine, shoulda been seen
But you were nowhere to be found
You were my first, and you were the worst
Thing that has ever happened to me
convenient love, that all I was
For a girl with long blonde hair
You broke me, your Coheed
You turned your back on jack
