If you follow the jaw-line down over the heart, the curves of
Your bone and muscle that make up your head to toe...it's just
Skin and thread, stitches and ligaments, words that we spoke
Only to regret. i know they're going to laugh at us when they
See us out together "holding hands" like this. they
Wouldn't understand it if we told them all the reasons, not that
I think this deserves any kind of explanation. we can make it up
So we've got a smile painted on all the time, no matter what
It's like on the inside. we'll keep this, keep us like a secret,
Because if my family and friends ever found out about the things
We could never be, haunts we'll always keep, so fucking
Bittersweet.