BOYSTOWN - Greyson Chance
It's really coming down
Snow in boystown
Whitney on the radio
Hanging onto the edge
I know what you're feeling
Maybe I can let it go
We can talk about shame
But don't you dare throw it in my face
I don't think you'll ever change
It's not alright no it's not okay
The things we do and the things we say
In final hours
Held in your arms
I was lucky to be hanging on
But not for now
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
If only I could see
See it with my eyes
If you show me yours than I would show you mine
Pull me like a thread
Cover up the size
I would never do that
I would rather die
And we can talk about blame
But baby you don't want to play that game
I don't think you'll ever change
It's not alright and it's not okay
The things we do and the things we say
In final hours
Held in your arms
I was lucky to be hanging on
And it's not your fault
But it's fucked up
The things we do when we lose trust
In desperate times maybe we find
We could have done it right
But not for now
When it's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down
It's really coming down