Cake Sale Black Winged Bird
Night can't come quick enough My faults shine in the sun A train bridge of spies watches all the cars collide
I roll my green sleeves over ruby I don't blame you for doing it to me Real girls don't take aim like kings do these days
I made my mind up to be a black-winged bird Never turn my head for how things were Leave the bluest skies for boys to burn
And I'll soar on my way Sad as the state of things we can't change
Now we're paper dolls all aflame In houses that all look the same Rows of regret An arson for a wilderness
I hide my saints in the willow trunk You started me on this junk Now my black lungs are blue But I'm still singing to you I'm still singing to you...
Made my mind up to be a black-winged bird Never turn my head for how things were Leave the bluest skies for boys to burn
