Eyes so green like a treetop canopy.
Lips are red like a hilltop forest fire.
Voice so sweet like a songbird singing choir.
My patience hanging by a thread.
and you are the fists tht bruise my face.
her innocence is such a waste. (x2)
Tip the scales like a prison ball and chain.
Once it's gone it can never be regained.
truth be told all secrets see the light.
My patience hanging by a thread.
And you are the fists tht bruise my face.
Her innocence is such a waste. (x2)
And you are the fists tht bruise my face.
Her innocence is such a waste. (x2)