[Intro: blackwinterwells] (Wells) [Verse: 8485] Holes in my walls from pulling out thumbtacks I hate everything I loved six months back Please don’t look at me, I’m sick and so sad I can breathe as long as you don’t know that You don’t really ask how I am so it’s easy I don’t really care if you don’t want to see me Honestly I’m finding your face...Learn More