little hints of summer shining through pouring from a window bathed in blue
and i can't stand the rain of the storm this time i should be letting go
and now i'm bleeding black and blue burnt hearts will leave you your name is now a black tattoo
presidents warned me about you and all those little things you like to do i just painted my windows black one minute from it turning back
and now im bleeding black and blue burnt hearts will leave you your name is now a black tattoo