Collarbone Lyrics

There was just space in my bed
That I filled up with books and dusty ornaments
Without a lie, I lay down next to other people lines
And hope that I was right

Oh, Collarbone, you put punctuation marks on all my clothes
And deep in my heart and in my hope

There was hole in my head
When knowledge left me dead, cold. I'm a wreck.
Without the time I lay down without color in my life
And hope that I was right

Cause I'm sick of making plans
I'm sick of holding back
I just wanted you to know

Oh, Collarbone, you put punctuation marks on all my clothes
And deep in my heart in my hope

Oh (Repeated)

When we're dancing, bones get broken
When we're dancing
When we're dancing, hearts get broken
When we're dancing

Oh, Collarbone, you put punctuation marks on all my clothes
And deep in my heart and in my hope

Cause I'm sick of making plans
I'm sick of holding back
I just wanted you to know

Oh, Collarbone, you put punctuation marks on all my clothes
And deep in my heart and in my hope