Chris Cresswell - Little Bones lyrics

You've got hell in your hands But you're frozen by it, man So I'll ask you again Have you borrowed all your friends' Ability to smile and mean it? Yeah I'll ask you again Could you force a grin for them? Cause they'll barely tie your hands Until visiting hours end And I love the way it's taken out on me And I hate to say, your lungs look full so Breathe through all your petty woes You'll break all your little bones Let go Oh I've seen the same demands In a broken mirror and On my skin I've laid the plans For a life with my dear friends And the sinking weight can drag us all away Or we learn to say with some sincerity… Breathe through your petty woes You'll break all your little bones Can't you see the gold? And I love the way they smile and wave And I love the way you wait for me