Lyrics

If I can be honest I wish I was the criminal to blame For the punishment I gain Is it to much to say this But can we just admit the fact That it's over This road that we're walking This comical parade You're bags keep weighing me down and I don't think we will find a way Your lips keep calling No one but yourself Won't you break us like porcelain porcelain My lips may be calling For somebody else Won't you break us like porcelain porcelain Will we ever learn It's that shirt that she's wearing With the cleric of it's sleeve From the gift that she pretended to give me See she plays like a novice But she keeps hanging herself by her halo By her halo I'm suppose to feel something I'm suppose to feel I feel nothing This road that we're walking This comical parade You're bags keep weighing me down and I don't think we will find a way Your lips keep calling No one but yourself Won't you break us like porcelain porcelain My lips may be calling For somebody else Won't you break us like porcelain porcelain Will we ever learn Will we ever learn Will we ever learn How many wars must go unheard I think I'm wasting my breath And you keep wasting time How can you expect me to save you If you've never tried Your lips keep calling No one but yourself Won't you break us like porcelain porcelain My lips may be calling For somebody else Won't you break us like porcelain porcelain Your lips keep calling No one but yourself Won't you break us like porcelain porcelain My lips may be calling For somebody else Won't you break us like porcelain porcelain
Writer(s): Simon Budge-bicknell Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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