Losing The Interest And Trust I Had In You
Flatsound
The nighttime painted circles on your eyes
The ones that scream that nothing is alright
And you promised me we'd get some sleep
If you came inside
But you're too scared to go to sleep tonight
Oh no, I'm not here to judge what I think love is for
I've made mistakes before
You said: I'm not perfect
I think I'm quite the opposite
I'm nothing to adore
I said: Perfection is opinion, and nothing more
You lied there with what confidence remained
And I can't hear what you say
But I do know this, you bruised your hips
On his bed frame
Now, I don't wanna live to see the day
