mollycarraway

He reads me like the Bible,Making little notes in all my margins,Finds meaning in my thoughts and withered heart,Turns the page and brings me to myself.I jump to wrong conclusions,Stumbling ...

Verse 1:I fellTripped over my own feetI'm lostAnd there's no hope of finding meThese daysI'm begging for things I it my faultI wear my heart on my sleeve?Chorus:I'm not asking ...