God knows what is hiding in those weakened, broken hearts Can't see kids, the boys are making cry Those heart-faced queens of misadventure God knows what is hiding in those weakened, sunken lives Very thrones and written angels giving love but getting nothing back on People, people, people, if you're sick, then you have enough to pay. People, people, if you're drunk, then you take your own down. But when it fly high to brand, But when it fly high to brand, I'll be calling it a storm, And not just the feeling turned, Well there's good hearts away

Why is you like that all of you left no crumbs and everything sleigh baby sleigh

Girl is like a literal goddess literally single literal goddess I wish I song as good as you get like oh my God chefs kiss you sound amazing oh my God