All the Things I Borrow by Adina Ora Lyrics

All the Things I Borrow

All the things I borrow will never be returned
Your shirt is now a thread, I’ve read the ink out of your book
And the things you’ve said, I could never give them back
I could never give them back

All the things I borrow I do with good intent
I make a mental note but I know that I’ll forget
But I make keepsakes of all the things you’ve said
All the things you’ve said

I’m losing every breath
I spilled my lungs here
We’re never close enough

As you stand here now you’re pretty like a sketch
A curly cue of pen marks, you curve into yourself
Should I feel grateful for every pretty girl
Who makes my head hurt?
I want my secrets back
They were mine to keep
We’re never close enough

I don’t know what’s wrong with me, I don’t know what’s wrong with me
I live within, not physically
Like passive rain I puddle down streams
And I don’t know what’s wrong with me
Everything I touch will break
The things you give me to keep safe
Maybe you would like me better
If I were yours to throw away

I’m losing every breath
I spilled my lungs here
We’re never close enough