She said “Do this. Do that”
I’ve never been clear enough to be your be your looking glass.
Then I saw you looking back. With that same look that kills me.
Waking up to the note that you wrote me.
Rubbing cobwebs this is how you have left me.
Find her three doors down hooking a ride until the next time.
So I lite it up, Fight it up, For things that held me on.
So gone from what was enough.
We had a bliss from kisses that never even happened,
But now I’m all in.
It all just goes to my head when you label me dead.
Even though the sun goes down I’ll be there. (And you’re running. And you’ll run and hide).
Waiting for you by the shore.
And doing it sometimes it burns. Are you there?
Wondering if you’ll be one of mine.
This time around. I’m coming out swinging with the breathe of uncertainty.
And Im bleeding from the forego. Letting go of you is hard to do when I got a picture.
Im ready for some action. Put a staple at the end like an accent.
Just a song from me and a word from you.
Even though the sun goes down I’ll be there.(And you’re running. And you’ll run and hide)
Waiting for you by the shore.
And Doing it sometimes it burns. Are you there?
Wondering if you’ll be one of mine.
Undercover there’s always another, always.
Differently we’re the same.
And how I wish you well somehow you can tell,
That you wouldn’t be one of mine.