Band-Aid/Tradition of Silence letra

Yesterday I saw the way you cry
Pouring it all inside
And the weight of your problems rose
But how you got to bed you'll never know

Crooked band-aid, 8 year old's first aid
On the cuts the shattered dish made
Cause you couldn't stand and you couldn't walk
Nighttime vigil, woke up in my bed
I fell asleep I guess, but nothings said
No, nothings said today

Yesterday I carried you upstairs
(at least that's what I could swear)
Cause today the band-aid's gone
And nothing has been said no nothing's wrong
Nothing's ever wrong, right?

West Beverly - Letras

• 30 Love
• 6th Grade
• All the Stage is a World
• Band-Aid/Tradition of Silence
• Boundaries
• Consistency
• Giving up on Girls
• Here's Your Damn Superhero
• Hole in the Wall
• If There's a Chance
• Legacy
• Macademia
• My Glass Cage
• My Little Secret
• Oh, Kelly
• Out There
• Pathology Attraction
• Playing Dumb
• Please Don't
• Run
• Running Dialogue
• Still no Apology
• This is not my Parent's World
• Thumb War
• We Were
• What Friends Want