Trifling
I can hear them rifling
I can see them smiling
And their love's like violence
Violins
I can hear the violins
Remember all the time we spent
Can we try to make amends
If your words were final
Can I make them my own
If I can't be
What you want me
Then maybe I should go
Silence
I just want to die your friend
And if I could find my sense
Maybe id feel less of this
Shyness
Oh my god, I'm such a mess
I've always been a total wreck
But lately I've been trying less
If your words were final
Can I make them my own
If I can't be
What you want me
Then maybe I should go
If I gave my all
Would I still find a way to fall
If I can't be
Something worth saving
Then I guess I'll just go