Sister Hazel Follow

I’m not afraid of dying
As much as I might say I’m sacred of you
Moving lips you’re lying
From the bottom of your
Little Black Heart
Little Black Heart

I’ve never been so angry at myself
I’ve never been so crushed by valid worries
I’ve never seen such lifelessness before
It’s never been so cold

What you do to me
Is making through to me
That now it has to be
Nothing at all

This time it’s me
Who’s gonna leave
Leave you to bleed, oh yeah
From the bottom of your
Little Black Heart
Little Black Heart

Look at all these broken promises
On the top of all these wasted worries
Make it out of these
Too late for conversations
They never changed a thing

What you do to me
Is making through to me
That now it has to be
Nothing at all

This time it’s me
Who’s gonna leave
Leave you to bleed, oh yeah
From the bottom of your
Little Black Heart
Little Black Heart

Hope falls hard
Trust runs deep
And I won’t make excuses
Anymore for you

This time it’s me
Who’s gonna leave
Leave you to bleed, oh yeah
From the bottom of your
Little Black Heart
Little Black Heart, yeah

Oh yeah