Boychild

Take your hand, take your hand away Leave your impression on my back, where your fingers lay And I will hold my breath, 'til you find something to say But if you want to go with her you're allowed 'Cause you're already one foot off the ride Oh pretty boychild You love your words You say you love your words But it seems they fail you when something hurts Or when someone hurts But I know better than to try to get out of you What I would say, what I would do So if you want to go with her you're allowed 'Cause you're already halfway through goodbye Oh pretty boychild Pretty boychild Still it's better off dеad than dying Oh it's better off dead And if thе ground isn't soft where you're lying Just remember that you made your own bed But if you wanna go with her you're allowed 'Cause you're already halfway through goodbye Pretty boychild Pretty boychild Silly boychild