Lyrics

[Verse 1] Torch the moon, burn the schools She wrote in red on her bedroom wall - "Nothing's pure", the paint runs to the floor [Chorus] She laughs too easily and cries too hard Shouldn't drink alone, the colours run How can she forgive When we know well what we do? [Verse 2] Feather scratches on her wrist Dry run with a bread knife for a final twist It wouldn't be for show if it should come to this [Chorus] She laughs too easily and cries too hard Shouldn't drink alone, the colours run How can she forgive When we know well what we do? [Verse 3] She was born to feel it all, to see it all When I feel so lightly it's still burning brightly And she won't look away [Refrain] She laughs too easily and cries too hard She laughs too easily and cries too hard [Verse 4] Torch the moon, burn the schools Why's it a man making all the rules Frida Khalo poster on her door [Chorus] She laughs too easily and cries too hard Shouldn't drink alone, the colours run How can she forgive When we know well what we do? [Refrain] When I feel so lightly it's still burning brightly And she won't look away She won't look away She won't look away