(no subject)
im holding out
and im holding on
to every letter
and every song
i pulled myself out of the day
we ever had to meet
are you through with me?
so when it all goes to hell
will you be able to tell me
you're sorry with a straight face?
im all ears
and im all scars
to hear you tell me
boys like you try too hard
to look not quite as desperate
without hanging on
but i still know a way to make your makeup run
so when it all goes to hell
will you be able to tell me
you're sorry
with a straight face?
when it all goes to hell
when it all goes to hell
when it all goes.