Blessèd, blessèd, blessèd
I will kiss your blessèd head
Hold you close whisper
Things in your ear he never said
We will be so safe here
In pink covers of my bed
Lips are rosy red and your cheeks
Which tears have stained wet
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Girls
You’re made of sadness and seashells
You don’t have to stand and soak in the rain
I know your pain, I know your pain
You live in shades of lavender
And paper to the touch
I see you for who you are
And think of you as much
Dissect your own heart in the mirror
You pinch, pull and pluck
And when love isn’t enough
I will bleed you my blood
Girls
You’re made of sadness and seashells
You don’t have to stand and soak in the rain
I know your pain, I know your pain
You are free to feel
And you are free to heal
Your statuette is forged from gold
Oh, my girls, this is an ode
Girls
You’re made of sadness and seashells
You don’t have to stand and soak in the rain
I know your pain, I know your pain
Blessèd, blessèd, blessèd
I will kiss your blessèd head
Hold you close whisper
Things in your ear he never said
Holy, holy, holy, I’ll console your holy soul
Hold you close whisper
Things in your ear you weren’t told
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Juliette nothing Lyrics – Girls