You got a way with tones. My only.
Defiance in our bones. Your lonely smile.
We're full of pointless fights. You're hurting.
A use for useless nights. My God, you're mine.
Is that our song playing on the radio?
Flex all these secrets that you just can't hold.
You spin it out until we hit the sky.
Oh, baby, everything will make you cry.
You get away with stones. My precious.
Offer me fractured poems. Your only might.
We're falling off the sky. You're crying.
Maybe we'd get it right, if I was smarter.
Is that our song playing on the radio?
Flex all these secrets that you just can't hold.
You spin it out until we hit the sky.
Oh, baby, everything will make you cry.
Oh, baby, everything will make you cry.
Oh, baby, everything will make you.
I got away with songs. My only.
Is that our song playing on the radio?
Flex all these secrets that you just can't hold.
You spin it out until we hit the sky.
Oh, baby, everything will make you cry.
Is that our song playing on the radio?
Flex all these secrets that you just can't hold.
You spin it out until we hit the sky.
Oh, baby, everything will make you cry.
Oh, baby, everything will make you cry.
Oh, baby, everything will make you cry.
Oh, baby, everything will make you cry.
Oh, baby, everything will make you.