We're so good at falling apart
You're made of broken promises
And I'm made of pretty lies
We're a disaster in disguise
We're so good at making storms
You spark the lightning
And I bring rolling thunder
Then we're both swept under
We're so good at playing pretend
You wear false smiles
And I fake bright eyes
But in truth we're reciting lies
YOU ARE READING
Gin in Teacups
De Todo"Oh down in Albion They're black and blue But we don't talk about that Are you from 'round here? How do you do? I'd like to talk about that Talk over Gin in teacups And leaves on the lawn Violence in bus stops And the pale thin girl with eyes forlor...
