كلمات Second Hand Lovers

I want to trace your scars with my fingertips Want to follow it's fracturing line I think you should know How beautiful and brave you already are So sick of Secondhand Lovers carving names on my chest If I lean in too close, it's to kiss or confess Promise you won't let on, and I won't let you down. But you're a silent film, all the way back home So alone. And I'm a mockingbird who's just lost his voice Did you tell? So sick of Secondhand Lovers carving names on my chest If I lean in too close, it's to kiss or confess Promise you won't let on, and I won't let you down. If my eyes can talk, then they are betraying me now With whispers sad and soft, they say I'm falling, falling This is impossible. There's nothing here for us If you don't let on, then I won't let you down. If you don't let on, then I won't... So sick of Secondhand Lovers carving names on my chest If I lean in too close, it's to kiss or confess Promise you won't let on, and I won't let you down.