I'll try to make myself breathe a new way

Not through your lungs I'll try A new way without you

Gasping, out of control Fighting for the only thing that's

Love for the deep and sweet

Yeah, we used to be

Please.

And we want to tell you.

I'd let you trash my house if you wanted to draw I'd let my skin be your wood if you wanted to cook

Unless you burn this down, this house, this house isn't mine

I'll do it to myself I'll turn the coldest shoulder your way

I'm lost for words, been walking for days and there's nothing left to say

Your skin, out of control Fighting for the only thing that's

Bye.

Bye.

to be

three three

If you wanted to test.

I'd let you trash my house if you wanted to draw I'd let my skin be yours if you wanted to cook

I'd let you burn this down, this house, this house isn't mine

Your name's etched in the floors, your face is in the walls, on my clothes and in my pores.

Your hands, my bedroom floors Did it all become war?

Scalp tissue became so old Got spins

Out of control, fighting for the only thing that's

I should believe in sweet

Yeah, we used to be We used to

Please, please.

If you want to see

I'd let you touch my house if you wanted to do it.

I'll let my skin be your The pure to cook I'll let you burn this

Now this house, this house isn't mine.

This house isn't, house isn't mine.

This house, this house isn't mine no more.

Thank you.