Second Hand Lovers

I want to trace your scars with my fingertips

Follow it's fracturing line

I think you should know how beautiful and brave

You already are

So sick of secondhand lovers carving names on my chest

If I lean in too close, it's to kiss or confess

Promise you won't let on

And I won't let you down

But you're a silent film, all the way back home

So alone

And I'm a mockingbird who's just lost his voice

Did you tell?

So sick of secondhand lovers carving names on my chest

If I lean in too close, it's to kiss or confess

Promise you won't let on

And I won't let you down

If my eyes can talk, they are betraying me now

With whispers sad and soft, they say I'm falling, falling

This is impossible, there's nothing here for us

If you don't let on, then I won't let you down

If you don't let on, then I won't

So sick of secondhand lovers carving names on my chest

If I lean in too close, it's to kiss or confess

Promise you won't let on

And I won't let you down

I won't let you down

I won't let you down