In the black hole of your shoulder
Through the curtain of your hair
I smelt our hands burning
If we lost it all, we could call it learning
Look at what I've built from the things I've broken
A nest of songs so close to sleep
I give as gifts mourning
Soft as silk, a warning
I could help you escape
In case you didn't want to stay
And my sensitive refrain
My pale remains made you scared to say
Under my freckles getting older
Between my breathing, held by your stare
Lives a boy yearning
Lies a girl turning
I could help you escape
In case you didn't want to stay
And my sеnsitive refrain
My pale rеmains made you scared to say
Hold the wound under the water
Count to ten, then breathe again
Lover, once I was a daughter
Falling sweet towards something more than
Hold the wound under the water
Count to ten, then breathe again
Lover, once I almost thought
I wouldn't make the same mistakes