Bough Will Break کے بول

ask me bout the way i am sometimes i don't give a damn i don't want to live this way but i don't think i have a say so don't tell me who to be cause the bough will break and my heart it aches and my heart will ache tomorrow and i fear the night and the morning light cause i think my time is borrowed ask me bout the way i feel sometimes i know it ain't real maybe if you hold me tight i can pretend that it's alright please tell me who to be ask me how i am today i can't lie to you okay maybe you will dry my tears maybe my eyes never clear but this is who i need to be cause the bough will break and my heart it aches and my heart will ache tomorrow and i see the night and the morning light cause i think my time is borrowed animals