How can you expect more of me? I come from chaos Brought up in tragedy How you live depends on how you perceive life I’m a gla**-half-empty-girl. But I don’t believe that I don’t believe that You hurt the ones you love You live by example, I’m confused
I thought love huts I thought love leaves bruises But there you go challenging those who told me There’s a thorn on every rose But I don’t believe that I don’t believe that You hurt the ones you love.