My mind went missing again
If you see her, please give her a hand
I'm sure she's sorting through
what used to be my gratitude
that decayed and
started to rot along with you
Que Sera, (sera)
As they say
They were wrong
It's not okay
I'm sure she's sorting through
what used to be my gratitude
that decayed and
started to rot along with you
Que Sera, (sera)
As they say
They were wrong
It's not okay
I count the nights
She stayed awake
With no memory of them
They're tallied on my skin
They're moments I gave in
They tangle with my own sins
Nobody ever wins
Nobody ever wins
pssstt made with coraline wonders ~~
