Song | Lines Full of Lies and a Thousand Roses |
Artist | Upon Beauty Rests |
Album | For the Days We Fear the Air We Breathe |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Dear Heart, | |
So black and I know that you're broken. | |
From words that she has never spoken. | |
So now our lives are laced with a tragedy. | |
We're drifting, dreamlessly, sleeping forever. | |
I won't fall for pretty girls any more. | |
I won't fall for pretty girls any more. | |
I can't breathe when she speaks. | |
She tells me I'm not special. | |
She promised lines full of lies and a thousand roses. | |
Dear love, | |
My love I... I never knew eyes could cut like knives. | |
What a tragedy. | |
The blood on your dirty sleeve is drying and can't be washed away. | |
I've fallen on my knees too often. | |
If the only peace I can have is crying over your shattered picture. | |
I'll pick it up off the ground and sleep with the broken glass. | |
I can't breathe when she speaks. | |
She tells me I'm not special. | |
She promised lines full of lies and a thousand roses. | |
Our lives are laced with tragedy, a tragedy. | |
Her eyes are filled with lies. | |
Heart prepare to shatter. I am nothing special... | |
Heart prepare to shatter. Her eyes are filled with lies... | |
I can't breathe when she speaks. | |
She tells me I'm not special. | |
She promised lines full of lies and a thousand roses. | |
Our lives are laced with tragedy, a tragedy. | |
Her eyes are filled with lies. | |
She never knew She was my only one, my only one. | |
And now I'll never love again |
Dear Heart, | |
So black and I know that you' re broken. | |
From words that she has never spoken. | |
So now our lives are laced with a tragedy. | |
We' re drifting, dreamlessly, sleeping forever. | |
I won' t fall for pretty girls any more. | |
I won' t fall for pretty girls any more. | |
I can' t breathe when she speaks. | |
She tells me I' m not special. | |
She promised lines full of lies and a thousand roses. | |
Dear love, | |
My love I... I never knew eyes could cut like knives. | |
What a tragedy. | |
The blood on your dirty sleeve is drying and can' t be washed away. | |
I' ve fallen on my knees too often. | |
If the only peace I can have is crying over your shattered picture. | |
I' ll pick it up off the ground and sleep with the broken glass. | |
I can' t breathe when she speaks. | |
She tells me I' m not special. | |
She promised lines full of lies and a thousand roses. | |
Our lives are laced with tragedy, a tragedy. | |
Her eyes are filled with lies. | |
Heart prepare to shatter. I am nothing special... | |
Heart prepare to shatter. Her eyes are filled with lies... | |
I can' t breathe when she speaks. | |
She tells me I' m not special. | |
She promised lines full of lies and a thousand roses. | |
Our lives are laced with tragedy, a tragedy. | |
Her eyes are filled with lies. | |
She never knew She was my only one, my only one. | |
And now I' ll never love again |
Dear Heart, | |
So black and I know that you' re broken. | |
From words that she has never spoken. | |
So now our lives are laced with a tragedy. | |
We' re drifting, dreamlessly, sleeping forever. | |
I won' t fall for pretty girls any more. | |
I won' t fall for pretty girls any more. | |
I can' t breathe when she speaks. | |
She tells me I' m not special. | |
She promised lines full of lies and a thousand roses. | |
Dear love, | |
My love I... I never knew eyes could cut like knives. | |
What a tragedy. | |
The blood on your dirty sleeve is drying and can' t be washed away. | |
I' ve fallen on my knees too often. | |
If the only peace I can have is crying over your shattered picture. | |
I' ll pick it up off the ground and sleep with the broken glass. | |
I can' t breathe when she speaks. | |
She tells me I' m not special. | |
She promised lines full of lies and a thousand roses. | |
Our lives are laced with tragedy, a tragedy. | |
Her eyes are filled with lies. | |
Heart prepare to shatter. I am nothing special... | |
Heart prepare to shatter. Her eyes are filled with lies... | |
I can' t breathe when she speaks. | |
She tells me I' m not special. | |
She promised lines full of lies and a thousand roses. | |
Our lives are laced with tragedy, a tragedy. | |
Her eyes are filled with lies. | |
She never knew She was my only one, my only one. | |
And now I' ll never love again |