Paroles de Baby's Breath
See that tree outside? That's my mother's flaming neckAnd I don't give a fuck, you can hang me from it
I had that dream again, the one where I was licking at your hips
We spoke about babies names and how it has to be like this
See that tree outside? That's my dad's trustworthy net
And I don't need your luck, I want to be caught in it
I had that dream again, the one in a garden in a bed
We spoke about the way things change. "Don't ever talk to me again."
And when it comes, I hope that I know it
Yeah, when it comes, I hope that you're there
And when it comes, I'll try to be honest
Yeah, when it comes, I'll have my hands in your hair
The friends-of-friends and the bands they're in
And if this all ends and I pray it ends
I'll know some things can finally mend
They won't play this song on the radio
So I'll just drag it down on you, I know
And I'll pretend like this'll keep going
Why would you want to stop when it's a good feeling?
An ungrateful prick, I never asked for it
Now I can't stop, I just suck and spit on everyone I ever loved
"Oh my god Tom, what have you done?"
I hope they play this song on the radio but I know they won't
I just wanted you to know
Who am I to tell you how to feel your pain?
Like relief lives inside both your parent's names
Losing one but gaining one to blame!
I know you're not me!
I'll learn that one day...
I know, I'm sorry
Missing a lot of things
I know you're not me!
I'll learn that one day...
I know, I'm sorry
Missing a lot of things
See that tree outside? That's my dad's trustworthy net
And I don't need your luck, I want to be caught in it
I had that dream again, the one in a garden in a bed
We spoke about the way things change. "Don't ever talk to me again."
And when it comes, I hope that I know it
Yeah, when it comes, I hope that you're there
And when it comes, I'll try to be honest
Yeah, when it comes, I'll have my hands in your hair
The friends-of-friends and the bands they're in
And if this all ends and I pray it ends
I'll know some things can finally mend
They won't play this song on the radio
So I'll just drag it down on you, I know
And I'll pretend like this'll keep going
Why would you want to stop when it's a good feeling?
An ungrateful prick, I never asked for it
Now I can't stop, I just suck and spit on everyone I ever loved
"Oh my god Tom, what have you done?"
I hope they play this song on the radio but I know they won't
I just wanted you to know
Who am I to tell you how to feel your pain?
Like relief lives inside both your parent's names
Losing one but gaining one to blame!
I know you're not me!
I'll learn that one day...
I know, I'm sorry
Missing a lot of things
I know you're not me!
I'll learn that one day...
I know, I'm sorry
Missing a lot of things
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