Broken Fingers کے بول

Shaking hands, there’s no other way to do this It sheds light on the weight of perspective To realize that I am just not capable To make amends, sticks and stones will break my fall We're both in this together So let's tear each other apart I'm holding on with broken fingers These arms bend until they break I have broken so many promises Trust me, you can't trust me Wishing that I fit the job description I, deceiver, consider this a final warning Consider this You always said you'd save the best for me (You can’t trust me) You always said you'd save the best for me Why did this end so suddenly