Текст Maisie Peters – Burn The Bridges

Thought I could love a good guy
Though we could figure it out
Footsteps on the rosewood
I’d been drowning in a drought

I can’t burn the bridges, burn the bridges
I can’t quit
My hearts split in half, it’s just no good
He left me stitches but I still recall his digits
Like echo
I can’t let go
I wish to god that I could
Burn the bridges, burn the bridges
Burn the bridges, burn the bridges

Thought I could be your daydream
Fairy-tale pale pink
Rollerscate past roses
That will always reek of him
Princess for you darling
Think I’m too fucked up
On sherbet lips and circus tricks when I wasn’t enough
And he was mine, and now we’re done
But still I cry, coz I–

I can’t burn the bridges, burn the bridges
I can’t quit
My hearts split in half, it’s just no good

You want what I can’t give
And I wish it weren’t true
That at night I dream of him
Whilst sleeping next to you
Lions beside my bed
Whispering all your merits
It’s no good

I can’t burn the bridges, burn the bridges
I can’t quit
My hearts split in half, it’s just no good
He left me stitches but I still recall his digits
Like echo
I can’t let go
I wish to god that I could
Burn the bridges, burn the bridges
Burn the bridges, burn the bridges
Burn the bridges, burn the bridges
Burn the bridges, burn the bridges