Stitching کے بول

Last time I saw you Said you were on the mend I guess you were just Lying again That's ok cuz I Lie like that too I like to pretend That I'm better than you But you know we've got the same black heart The same black stitching that we pull apart What was the final straw? The last thing you could take? I knew you'd leave us soon But you were still awake When the second shot was fired? A wish that's now expired Finally ringing true Left us without you But you know we had the same black heart The same black stitching that pulled you apart Now we'll have to do without Nothing we can do about it I hope you're happier alone Now we'll have to do without Nothing we can do about it I hope you found a better home