Your love show many colors 
Roses will show their thorns
You show me sides of silence
Showed me my way back home
I break my back, bent over
I dance on broken glass
I hold my breath half to death
You can't forget the past

Unless you think it's not over
Let's kiss it goodbye
Is it really worth it
Or is it all just a lie
It's not like i'm giving up now,
I am willing to try.
Unless you think it's not over,
Let's kiss it goodbye.

My love shows it horns.
Could you lead us home?
Break your back on broken glass,
You can't forget the past.