Your pretty smile I hope you will smile Your pretty smile Even if it's a bad day Just as long as this song reminds you of me Just as long as
dialect Get over the fact, no one cares after death Isolating this fear, seizing life again Despair and the gun it holds Tomorrow's broken promises of redemption As
from all the rest The words from your lips tell me I'm worth so much more than I know And maybe someday soon I'll believe Your words can save me, erase