Butterside Up
My hearts fallen butterside up
And it feels like i've had enough
Of holding on
And i'm close to the edge
Where my fingers bled
Yeah my fingers bled
And i hope youre ready for this
Because i'm still holding on
Will you come help me up
From the edge
You're stuck in my head
Stuck in my head
You stand in the crowd
While my heads in the cloud
Because all i see is you
When the sun goes down
And our eyes interlock like strings
On two papercups we speak
I don't know what you're saying
But it sounds good to me
She said
Why'd you have to go
Before
I had the chance to let you know
Woah oh oh
My hearts fallen butterside up
And it feels like i've had enough
Of holding on
And i'm close to the edge
Where my fingers bled
Yeah my fingers bled
And i hope you're ready for this
Because i'm still holding on
Will you come
Help me up From the edge
You're stuck in my head
Stuck in my head
An upset silhouette
Stands up by my bed
And the light is burning my eyes
As the sun rolls in
And words you write
On the kitchen side for me to find
I read between the lines
It's a very cruel reply
She said
Why'd you have to go
Before
I had the chance to let you know
Woah oh oh
That my hearts fallen Butterside up
Stuck in my head
My hearts fallen butterside up
And it feels like i've had enough
Of holding on
And i'm close to the edge
You're stuck in my head
Stuck n my head
And it feels like i've had enough
Of holding on
And i'm close to the edge
Where my fingers bled
Yeah my fingers bled
And i hope youre ready for this
Because i'm still holding on
Will you come help me up
From the edge
You're stuck in my head
Stuck in my head
You stand in the crowd
While my heads in the cloud
Because all i see is you
When the sun goes down
And our eyes interlock like strings
On two papercups we speak
I don't know what you're saying
But it sounds good to me
She said
Why'd you have to go
Before
I had the chance to let you know
Woah oh oh
My hearts fallen butterside up
And it feels like i've had enough
Of holding on
And i'm close to the edge
Where my fingers bled
Yeah my fingers bled
And i hope you're ready for this
Because i'm still holding on
Will you come
Help me up From the edge
You're stuck in my head
Stuck in my head
An upset silhouette
Stands up by my bed
And the light is burning my eyes
As the sun rolls in
And words you write
On the kitchen side for me to find
I read between the lines
It's a very cruel reply
She said
Why'd you have to go
Before
I had the chance to let you know
Woah oh oh
That my hearts fallen Butterside up
Stuck in my head
My hearts fallen butterside up
And it feels like i've had enough
Of holding on
And i'm close to the edge
You're stuck in my head
Stuck n my head
Credits
Writer(s): Chris Holden
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