Crystalise - Bailey McConnell
Over thinking again about every little thing you do
But you forget about everyone that means something to you
You have thousands of worries that all boil down to one
An insecurity about life
Come crying home is an everyday thing for you
I go through a box of tissues in your little tiny room
Your cheeks are red from the warm tears rolling down your face
But then you'd cry some more
I guess it's just one of those days
Where you don't wanna get out of bed
Crystalise yourself in those covers
Until the point where you won't get out
You have a beautiful story
That's not the way you should be writing it down
You have a beautiful story
That's not the way you should be writing it down
Quite happy one day then very sad the next
Just because of one guy telling you that you're a mess
You take that in and you write it down on your arms
But then you'd cry some more
I guess it's just one of those days
Where you don't wanna get out of bed
Crystalise yourself in those covers
Until the point where you won't get out
You have a beautiful story
That's not the way you should be writing it down
You have a beautiful story
That's not the way you should be writing it down
I guess it's just one of those days
Where you don't wanna get out of bed
Crystalise yourself in those covers
Until the point where you won't get out
You have a beautiful story
That's not the way you should be writing it down
You have a beautiful story
That's not the way you should be writing it down
That's not the way you should be writing it down no no
Crystalise crystalise
I guess it's just one of those days
Where you don't wanna get out of bed
Crystalise yourself in those covers
Until the point where you won't get out
You have a beautiful story
That's not the way you should be writing it down
You have a beautiful story
That's not the way you should be writing it down
