We both have been gutted
The switchblades in our back
We can save ourselves together
Never look back
I got my arms around you for the whole night
Let go of your controlling fear of things not going right
Ideals ideals
Iāll never let you leave my sight
We both had skewered hearts
Letās repair them, make them whole, make them shine
We are bruised and battered
Holding out a cup, waiting fo...