Knocking on doors and swallow every key
Knocking on doors and swallow every key
[?]
What a terrible time we had, do you want it back?
What a terrible time we had, do you want it back?
[?]
We lived in the smallest home
And all of it darkened as we [?]
[?] pieces to [?]
The time of the moon and the earth and [?]
[?]
Began to doubt ourselves
[?] as you were
So that’s [?]
I used to drink off of you
Take sips of perspective of the things you said
And we disagreed [?]
But I still love to taste it
Then something bitter
Something within ourselves
Just as most of the things I deserve
I learned how to waste it
I made you sick where I had meant to make you mine
I found loneliness in a room that you were in
I know it tore you up, it wasn’t be design
Oh do you care that it’s over
Do you ever trace the lines
Was it [?] are you sober
Just to show we’re not alone
Walking home is harder
The pace gets hard to keep
[?] all the windows
Outlining every street
Do you disappear if I break them
I [?]
[?]
I’m holding on, I’m holding on
Oh, I’m holding on
Which version of you is the right one
The one from our memories
The one locking doors that I knocked on
Swallowing every key
[?]
I don’t want to sleep alone
[?]
Oh do you care that it’s over
Do you ever trace the lines
Was it [?] are you sober
Just to show we’re not alone
I said I loved you as a way to change the subject
Fingers breaking as they cross
You said you loved me so you wouldn’t have to prove it
With both eyes towards the door