Leonard
Aaron Brooking Dessner, Sharon Katharine Van Etten
There he goes
He finally closed the door
I turn the lock feeling more
Confused than before
What gives?
I thought that you would love more
Now you're a coward, sure
Then he rings
Look in his eyes
He loves you
Well, well
I am bad
Well, well, hell
I am bad
He's smart
He leaves me wanting more
Knowing that I gave less
And knowing why
Time, time is what I would need
Full of myself, indeed
Just walk away
Surprised
He loved you
Well, well
I am bad
Well, well, hell
I am bad at loving
Trust, you know that I trusted you
But I could not let you do
To just fall in
Try, I wanted to try for you
Wanted to die for you
Dramatic things
The lies
I loved you
Well, well
I am bad
Well, well, hell
I am bad at loving you
Surprised
Just look in my eyes
