Album: Southern Weather
It seems like every time we're here
I look right back at you as your eyes perk up
And you say, "boy don't you come ungluded"
I'll be some kind of busted up on the floor
I'll make a change so that you want me more
So that you want me more
Is this really my idea
I had no clue that all of this was really happening
My thoughts leave me lying on the floor
It's not my fault
I'm such an awful mess and more
Now we're here are breakneck sppeds
Just to make me feel less aware of all the times
The times I've made you act stonger than you really wanted to
And make a face that says you know
Just what to do, you know just what to do
Is this really my idea
I had no clue that all of this was really happening
My thoughts leave me lying on the floor
It's not my fault
I'm such an awful mess and more
It's true I failed
But your love covers me
It's true I failed
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