Texty: After The Sirens. Bridges Worth Burning.
One more rainy day serenade
and I tend to fall apart
when the summer shatters recklessly
into masterpieces and melodies
about the day she broke his heart
into a million missing pieces...
Well so much for the sunset,
I tell myself the clouds
would not be here if you were.
And so much for forever;
forever's almost never
what we make it out to be.
One more ever-after will fade
and our friendship falls apart
when your letters yellow helplessly
into folds and creases and memories
about the day you broke his heart
into a million missing pieces...
So much for the sunset baby
So much for forever
maybe you never were,
you never were to me...
Well so much for the sunset
I tell myself the clouds
would not be here if you were,
but you aren't, and they are
and they would, but you won't
No, you won't...
and I tend to fall apart
when the summer shatters recklessly
into masterpieces and melodies
about the day she broke his heart
into a million missing pieces...
Well so much for the sunset,
I tell myself the clouds
would not be here if you were.
And so much for forever;
forever's almost never
what we make it out to be.
One more ever-after will fade
and our friendship falls apart
when your letters yellow helplessly
into folds and creases and memories
about the day you broke his heart
into a million missing pieces...
So much for the sunset baby
So much for forever
maybe you never were,
you never were to me...
Well so much for the sunset
I tell myself the clouds
would not be here if you were,
but you aren't, and they are
and they would, but you won't
No, you won't...
After The Sirens
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