A Minor Bird
World of You
What's this talk about broken glass going into your skinWhat's this talk about cutting out the pain?You can't do it that way.I've seen the damage that you've done and I can't bare it anymoreYou don't have to hurt yourself for me to tell you that I love you.You don't have to bleed my child to make me proud.You don't have to earn a thing I already think the world of you.You say that it's to prove to yourself that you're okStandards we set for ourselves sometimes get in our wayI've tried to make it clear that you're the one I hold so dearI already think the world of you
From Letras Mania