Bridgette:
how will I ever play my guitar?
when I finally fixed the tune
you've gone so far
how will I ever play some bars?
when I finally fixed you
thought you're the one
how will I ever cut those strings?
they're the chains round my neck
it's suffocating
red flags red ties
I didn't see them coming
red roses red hearts
I didn't see them coming
you got me hand tied to you
and my other hand tied to her
I'm like bridges like strings
I am the losing
I picked up the pieces of me
you didn't notice
you were the one
losing me
