LYRIC

Dark hair again, against my unresponsive skin
A brand new pair of box-springs I'm ashamed of breaking in

I'm carrying a stupid sense of arrogance
Six weeks' worth of guilt in just one pair of jeans
It's a scary thing to feel nothing so frequently

I carefully choose my words to avoid responsibility
The knots in my hair this time around are not thanks to you
And I'm not proud of it
No, I'm not proud of it
No, I'm not proud of it

And I thought I loved you well
But not enough, not enough to say "no."
And I thought you could tell
But not enough, not enough to let go

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