Alexisonfire - Rough Hands
She says i swear too much,
she says a lot of things,
well I’d swear every other word if I could
for her I’ll make an attempt.
Sometimes love isn’t about how much someone suits you
but how much you’re willing to change to suit them.
All my bones are dust,
and my heart’s sealed with rust.
These hands will always be rough
I know this won’t count for much.
Two people too damaged too much too late