Oliver Francis - Paper Heart lyrics
Oliver Francis [Alexander Francis Kelly] Columbia, Missouri, U.S. 🇺🇸
[Oliver Francis - Paper Heart lyrics]
Where your fingers end and mine begin?
'Cause I can’t tell
Vision's blurry
I’m tired of holding on
Drowning in self harm
And I’m melting your eyes beneath
The cigarette smoke sky
And when worlds collide
You just might realize what you
Love and it's gone
Your hair pulled back and your eyes blood red
Butterfly kisses on my skin
Wasted youth and a fist full of regrets
Haunted by all the things I wished I’d said
One rose on me and wax
Butterflies all on the bed
In this motel, time moves slowly
It feels like a homemade bomb
I’m struggling to disarm
And this thorn in my side
Bleeds until my veins run dry
I traced your love line
I laid my heart inside your palm
And it’s gone
Your hair pulled back and your eyes blood red
Butterfly kisses on my skin
Wasted youth and a fist full of regrets
Pretend I'm asleep in the passenger seat
Getting harder to breathe with my
Head to my knees
And I'm filled with regret by
The things that I said
When the air gets thin, you’re my oxygen
'Cause all these lights and all these sounds
Get better and brighter when you're around
And as my feet come off the ground
I couldn't care less if I came back down
And now I'm burning like a falling
Star to catch your love
It goes a million miles an hour
And I can't keep up
Replaying all the things you told me
I've been lost and lonely
Yeah, you're the glow in my
Crucible and the flames
Will stoke till they burn my paper heart
I'm burning like a falling star
To catch your love
It goes a million miles an hour
And I can't keep up
Replaying all the things you told me
I've been lost and lonely
Yeah, you're the glow in my
Crucible and the flames
Will stoke till they burn my paper heart
And now I'm burning like a falling
Star to catch your love
It goes a million miles an hour
And I can't keep up
Replaying all the things you told me
I've been lost and lonely
Yeah, you're the glow in my
Crucible and the flames
Will stoke till they burn my paper heart