Texty: Racing Kites. We Hold It All Together. Is This Love.

As the winter fades
I'll slowly become what you hate
You'll say that I'm pretending
Chances are this road will lead us different ways

But now we've fallen out, these bloody knees won't get you home
This is me calling out, reason you take the long way (home)

I'll be the things you always hated
You tell me sometimes that it's not worth trying
I know you know, you're everything I wanted, you're everything I needed
You're everything I wished for, you are everything to me.

What would you say if I told you, this is your last call, this is your chance to say
I'm sorry, you're not sorry.
Chances are I'll leave you standing here this way

These bloody knees won't get you home
So tell me why you take the long way

You play the doctor (I'll be the patient)
This is my operation baby
Your hands are shaking, Your hand are trembling
I'm worried I won't make it out

I'll play the doctor (You'll be the patient)
This is your operation baby
My hands are shaking, My hands are trembling
You're worried you won't make it out

'Cuz every broken heart deserves an epic ending
Tell me is this love or are we just pretending?