Moose - Heathers
I have nothing more to say to you
Open your eyes
Open your mind
And maybe then I'll consider conversing again
Open your eyes
Open your mind
There's nothing I can give to you
You'll take it as it is
And turn it into a tragedy
There's nothing I can give to you
You'll take it as it is
And turn it into a tragedy
There's no point trying to talk to me
Words of glass will only cut my skin
And there's no room for scars here
Words of glass will only cut my skin
Pick up a thorn and frame it
So one day you will realise
Your speech is a privilege
Loose it one day
And you will regret it
Can you hear them scream
You'll take it as it is
And turn it into a tragedy
There's no point trying to talk to me
Words of glass will only cut my skin
And there's no room for scars here
Words of glass will only cut my skin
There's no point trying to talk to me
Words of glass will only cut my skin
And there's no room for scars here
Words of glass will only cut my skin
Can you hear them scream