With a face chiseled by a
Thousand kisses I take back
I take ‘em back, I take them back.
And the constellations made of
Stars and scratches on your back
On your back, on your back.
I was in love, and I couldn’t help but stare
The first time I saw you standing there.
Oh, my darling, I pick at these scars
I’m going down like a falling star
On my back, on my back, on my back.
But still I wonder if you’ve
Fallen under, or come back
If you’re back, are you back?
‘Cause the space between us feels like Galaxies, I cannot see you
Through the black, through the black.
I was in love, and I couldn’t help but stare
The first time I saw you standing there
Oh, my darling, I pick at these scars
I’m going down like a falling star
On my back, on my back, on my back.
On my back again, I’m looking at the sky.
I’m counting clouds to figure out
The endless reasons why.
We silly little creatures keep on
Telling the same lies-
It don’t make sense to me.
So without knowing, something
Green is growing in the cracks,
In the cracks, in the cracks
Of this broken heart I haven’t
Even started to put back,
To put back, to put back.
I was in love and I couldn’t help but stare
The first time I saw you standing there.
Oh, my darling, I pick at these scars
I’m going down like a falling star
On my back, on my back, on my back.
Justin's songs will simultaneously break your heart and make you re-evaluate whether you actually like the life you're living. But they're so pretty that, like after a good cry, you'll be okay. Al Lutz
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