Was I born a stone?
heavy to hold and cold in the hands
that you let me to warm in the sun
Was I born alone?
Have I recently developed a propensity to push people away?
Am I okay with that?
Take it any way you want to,
she lit a fire in your head, standing with a flower in her hair,
and alcohol plus information often makes it, complicated.
So you'll hate me, make love, lately I've spent my days in daydreams waking you, me, saving every heartbeat, word, line that you ever gave to me, cause fair is a weather condition.
If you're cold, go inside,
if you're tired, go to sleep,
if you're weak, come to me, and find shameful company.
If you're cold, go inside,
if you're tired, go to sleep,
if you're weak, come to me, and find shameful company.
We were young, dumb, taking our chance and making romance
and breaking our promises
Trying to be and failing miserably,
but am I too late, or hearts to your spades?
If I don't suit you, then what do you want from me?
So we're not written in the stars but I'm okay with that,
I'm okay with anything.
Take it any way you want to, she lit a fire in your head, standing with a flower in her hair, and alcohol plus information often makes it, complicated.
So you'll hate me, make love, lately I've spent my days in daydreams waking you, me, saving every heartbeat, word, line that you ever gave to me, cause fair is a weather condition.
If you're cold, go inside, if you're tired, go to sleep, if you're weak, come to me, and find shameful company.
If you're cold, go inside, if you're tired, go to sleep, if you're weak, come to me, and find shameful company.
