blue jean

Broken finger

Hurt me and let it linger

Hunny, holding on

Moons and feelings

Surefire to kill the evening

Maybe I’m not who you really want it from

Hunny, holding on

I could never find home running away

You were on the outside trying to change

Bruise my bones

We’ll be gone

We could never find home running away

Half assed sorry’s

Fill a journal full of worry

Soul tired, back to bed

Blue jean please stay

Stopped loving me on Tuesday

Bad things and the dark thoughts you never said

Soul tired, back to bed

I could never find home running away

You were on the outside trying to change

Bruise my bones

We’ll be gone

We could never find home running away

Go, but don’t leave me

Take problems over easy

Hard times feel like home

Hug the lightning

Then tell me I was lying

A glass house and all our stones