Break
Break
You ask me if I know,
What's it like to fall and break,
I let out a bitter laugh,
How ironic for the moon to ask the star,
If it knows what's it like to fall and break.
You ask me if I know,
What's it like to fall and break,
I let out a bitter laugh,
How ironic for the moon to ask the star,
If it knows what's it like to fall and break.