Bitches - I Am Strikes

I want to feel make believe

I want to be the air you breathe

Fill up your lungs with necessity

I want to feel make believe

You left your scars on my skin

You carved your name deep within

You fucked me up, let that sink in

You fucked me up, let that sink in

And you might think i’m breathing

By the sight of my chest heaving

And the scars won’t peel over

Shooting stars and four leaf clovers

Don’t grant their wishes to bitches who live on excuses

A liar always loses

I found a home in your head

I slept with your demons in my bed

I should have run but instead

I found a home in things you never said

Stop losing sleep over those

Who will not keep your secrets close

You’re counting sheep while they doze off

Under sheets of someone else’s clothes

And you might think i’m breathing

By the sight of my chest heaving

And the scars won’t peel over

Shooting stars and four leaf clovers

And you might think i’m breathing

By the sight of my chest heaving

And the scars won’t peel over

Shooting stars and four leaf clovers

Remember that

I loved you when no one did

I loved you when you were sick

I loved you when we were just kids

How do you live under my skin?

I loved you when no one did

I loved you when you were sick

I loved you when we were just kids

How do you live?

And you might think i’m breathing

By the sight of my chest heaving

And the scars won’t peel over

Shooting stars and four leaf clovers

And you might think i’m breathing

By the sight of my chest heaving

And the scars won’t peel over

Shooting stars and four leaf clovers

Don’t grant their wishes to bitches who live on excuses

A liar always loses