This is what the edge of your seat was made for.
Holding on, and this
This is what the edge of your seat was made for.
And this,
This is what the back of your hand was made for.
Stolen Apologies
Stolen Apologies
You're a traitor to my heart
You're a traitor to us all
Forsaken !
Forsaken !
We're all movie stars
We're all movie stars
We're all movie stars
We're all movie stars
[And I'm speaking these words...and I'm talking to the mirror]
You're a traitor to my heart
You're a traitor to us fucking all
I don't want to kiss anyone
I don't want to kiss anyone but you
I fucking love you.
Writer(s): Oliver Scott Sykes, Lee David Malia, Curtis Paul Lee Ward, Matthew Kean, Matthew Stephen Nicholls
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