It's a broken glass kind of day
It�s a broken glass kind of day
When words are shards
And I meant to says
Turn into never minds
Two people in the mud
Are never clean
Two people in the bottom
Never see each other�s sky
Back and forth and push and pull
Coming and going in each other
We never think to ask to open
We never think to close the doors
You are mine and I am yours
We hold and never tight enough
We let go when we shouldn�t
And the mistakes the only words spoken
It�s a broken glass kind of night
When we swallow what we said
And wish for another day
To break the glass again |
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