Songtexte

How could I love you better If I barely love myself It's like giving my hands to hold As I'm crawling out of Hell And I know this life is Complicated I could fake it If I tried to lie But you'd catch me every time I hate it when the cold sets in But I love the way it draws us Closer than we've ever been Holding on for warmth And I barely felt the spark returning Before it left again I hate it when the story ends But I love to start again How many ways can someone Bend before they've broken I can feel cracks in the face I wear From the words you've spoken And I know this time is The very last that I can ask you Turn yourself around And wander back to me So I squeeze my fist And I bite my tongue And I taste that bitter truth I hate it when the cold sets in But I love the way it draws us Closer than we've ever been Holding on for warmth And I barely felt the spark returning Before it left again I hate it when the story ends But I love to start again I hate it when the cold sets in But I love the way it draws us Closer than we've ever been Holding on for warmth And I barely felt the spark returning Before it left again I hate it when the story ends But I love to start again
Writer(s): John Sinclair, Philip Thorpe Evans Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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