There was just space in my bed
That I filled up with books and dusty ornaments
Without a lie, I lay down next to other people lines
And hope that I was right

Oh, Collarbone, you put punctuation marks on all my clothes
And deep in my heart and in my hope

There was hole in my head
When knowledge left me dead, cold. I'm a wreck.
Without the time I lay down without color in my life
And hope that I was right

Cause I'm sick of making plans
I'm sick of holding back
I just wanted you to know

Oh, Collarbone, you put punctuation marks on all my clothes
And deep in my heart in my hope

Oh (Repeated)

When we're dancing, bones get broken
When we're dancing
When we're dancing, hearts get broken
When we're dancing

Oh, Collarbone, you put punctuation marks on all my clothes
And deep in my heart and in my hope

Cause I'm sick of making plans
I'm sick of holding back
I just wanted you to know

Oh, Collarbone, you put punctuation marks on all my clothes
And deep in my heart and in my hope


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    There was a space in my bed,
    that I filled up with books and dusty ornaments,
    Without the light I lay down next to other people’s lines,
    And hoped that I was right,

    Oh Collarbone,
    You put punctuation marks on all my clothes,
    deep in my heart and in my hope

    There was a hole in my head,
    Where knowledge left me dead, cold and bereft,
    Without the time I lay down without colour in my life,
    And hoped that I was right,

    Cause I’m sick of making plans,
    I’m sick of holding back,
    I just wanted you to know,
    Oh Collarbone,
    You put punctuation marks on all my clothes,
    deep in my heart and in my hope,

    Oh,
    When we’re dancing bones get broken,
    When we’re dancing,
    When we’re dancing hearts get broken,
    When we’re dancing,

    Oh Collarbone,
    You put punctuation marks on all my clothes,
    deep in my heart and in my hope,

    Cause I’m sick of making plans,
    I’m sick of holding back,
    I just wanted you to know,

    Oh Collarbone,
    You put punctuation marks on all my clothes,
    deep in my heart and in my hope.
    chris123123123123on May 04, 2011   Link

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