Pin-Up

You're not the first girl

To draw her fears on her arms

In hopes to capture

All the memories that hunted you down

You can sew your lips shut

With your heart strings

Cause God knows that you don't need them to hold yourself together

But don't look down because I don't know

Falling is fatal from this height I know

I should've never helped you up

This high, this high

You're not the first girl

To cut her fears in her arms

Then let them trickle down

Past memories to pools in your hands

You can hang yourself with your heartstrings

Cause I know you wont use them to hold yourself up anymore

But don't look down because I don't know

Falling is fatal from this height I know

I should've never helped you up

This high, this high

Pull the needle from the back of my wings

Pull the needle, pull the pin from my picture

From my picture

And I will fall to the floor

But you have to pull yourself together

But don't look down because I don't know

Falling is fatal from this height I know

I should've never helped you up

This high, this high

This high, this high