I wish I had more nice things to tell you but I swore not to lie, I swore not to lie

I'd wish away these things into the palm of my hand,

I would, I would stop crying into your shoulder and painting the faces into your sleeve, if I could,

If I only could.

These things, these things they hold me in the dark

they chase me right underneath your arms

I'm broken, I'm sorry I'm so broken.

I used to want to hurt myself.

This is something I've always left out.

It's always winter here inside my mind.

I scream and wade through blood in the snow,

I open up my eyes, you're asleep at my side and you'll never know where I've been.

These things, these things they hold me in the dark

they chase me right underneath your arms

I'm broken, I'm sorry I'm so broken.

These things, these things they're tearing me apart.

they chase me right underneath your arms

I'm broken, I'm sorry I'm so broken.

These things, these things they hold me in the dark

they chase me right underneath your arms

I'm broken, I'm sorry I'm so broken.

These things, these things.

These things, these things they're tearing me apart.

They chase me right underneath your arms

I'm broken, I'm sorry I'm so broken.

They're just a memory

They're just a memory

Oh no.

I'm sorry I'm so broken

I'm sorry I'm so broken.

They're just a memory

They're just a memory

Oh no.

I'm sorry I'm so broken

I'm sorry I'm so broken.

I think I'm just okay.