So don't beat yourself up, Bonnie
It wasn't just the sun I was hiding from
We were messed up kids who taught ourselves how to live
So scared that I'm not good enough
It wasn't just the sun I was hiding from
We were messed up kids who taught ourselves how to live
So scared that I'm not good enough
I've always felt like a monster
Long before I was bit
Only seen as a monster
Just say I'm used to it
Long before I was bit
Only seen as a monster
Just say I'm used to it
And I grew tough 'cause love had only hurt me back
But loving you's a good problem to have
But loving you's a good problem to have
Ooh, yeah I'm used to that
But I could get used to this
But I could get used to this
It was always so hard, she thought; so hard not to get distracted by awful things
โThe difference between a flower and a weed is judgment.โ
November my birth month
At the last two birthdays I spent the day crying but this time it's different, I got rid of poisonous weeds
At the last two birthdays I spent the day crying but this time it's different, I got rid of poisonous weeds
November is a hinge in the year, and the door gets opened to ghostsโก
Thread; vocabulary bank
Whatever happened to the young, young lovers?
One got shot and the other got lost in
Drugs and punks and blood on the street
Bla-blood on her knees, bloody history, yuh
One got shot and the other got lost in
Drugs and punks and blood on the street
Bla-blood on her knees, bloody history, yuh
An eye for an eye, a leg for a leg
A shot in the heart doesn't make it un-break
A shot in the heart doesn't make it un-break