Lyrics

Sleepin' on a bed of thorns and roses The taste of you almost taste bittersweet I'm writing this in hope that you will notice But I bet you won't I love it when we play pretend to break up But I hate it 'cause we always go too far I lie awake and wonder where we'll end up But I bet you don't (no, no) And I know you're the pen behind the writing on the wall Baby, you're the greatest artist I have ever known Like if you paint my pain on canvas, I would take 'em all I will stand up here in the auction house and bet until I fall How can I rest, but in your hurricane? Swimmin' deep in chaos Funny how it never seems to break us Whoa-whoa, ooh-whoa How can I rest, but in your hurricane? I don't need to find a way out In this storm is where I lay now Playin' with the fire, it's a slow burn But I don't mind 'cause what's a couple battle scars? I fight the war and go through all the bloodshed For a piece of your heart (oh-oh, oh) Sometimes I get cold, I get impatient (oh-oh) Sometimes I feel like we're two worlds apart But I know we're a beautiful disaster, yeah, that's what we are Oh-oh, oh-oh-oh And I know you're the pen behind the writing on the wall Baby, you're the greatest artist I have ever known Like if you paint my pain on canvas, I would take 'em all I will stand up here in the auction house and bet until I fall How can I rest, but in your hurricane? Swimmin' deep in chaos Funny how it never seems to break us Whoa-whoa, ooh-whoa How can I rest, but in your hurricane? I don't need to find a way out In this storm is where I lay now Lay in your hurricane
Writer(s): Thomas Totten, Jonathan Olorunfemi, Benjamin Elliot Totten, George Santino Patch Bucknall Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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