Слова:
Tired Pony The Place We Ran From

ve been choking on the bones and tears. You are the smoking gun that thrown the years A broken heart won't get you far enough, I'll be up waiting through the tire

over. So that we can learn our lesson. And this has just got ridiculous. Cause it's burned through the both of us. In the crumble down cinema. We

t wait just like you can't wait until we're out, past familiar gates. Your hands are freezing cold on my face, just like the winter snow that covers up this place

I see her from the deep garden And her hair is soaking wet The bedroom light is flickering To the pounding of your heart You close your eyes and count

cause I'm too scared you'll agree we need to talk. The reigns are off they're off for both of us. It's changed so much but we've barely noticed it.