Young, carved out of air
She had her hands engraved
He brushed back her hair
Gave her the love she craved
Safe, under his skin
Was that your hiding place?
She owned him in bed
He owned her fragile soul
She hid how she bled
Knew he could make her whole
Lost, deep in the night
She took off her pretty face
Free, underneath an iron sky
No-one really knows what it's like
To outfly the night
He knows how you bleed
Dreams of your happy days
He woke up too fast
Saw how you lay there bare
You flew at last
Back into the air
Free, underneath an iron sky
No-one really knows what it's like
To outfly the night
Her hands read;
B.O.R.N. T.O. B.L.E.E.D.
Born to bleed