Love, don’t forget to bleed so slowly.
Haunted hearts we melt over the fabric of your floor.
I’m holdin’ her just like she’s gold, but
I’ve been running from the sun. Oh no, no.
And if I ever catch the ones who hurt you,
I’m hoping that God looks away this time.
Why would I let you go?
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