Crave

I wish I could forget you
But it's out of hand
I wish I was aggressive and had a plan
I could write a couple words
That'd string into a phrase
But I'm afraid I'd go on and on
For days and days and days

(I'm craving a getaway from the
Smooth talk that's keeping me grounded
To the carpet in my room
My quiet blue tomb of you)

I'm craving a getaway from the
Smooth talk that's keeping me grounded
To the carpet in my room
My quiet blue tomb of you

For the past couple weeks I've
Felt kind of great
But this kind of great don't come
Without it's share of grey
I've been chewing off bites from
My day to day but by night I'm left with
Nothing but a sour taste

I wish I could forget you
But it's out of hand
I'd give all kinds of something
To have a plan i could write a couple lines
That'd fall into a phrase
But I'm afraid I'd go off for days
And days and days and days

I'm craving a getaway from the
Smooth talk that's keeping me grounded
To the carpet in my room
My quiet blue tomb of you

I wish I could forget you
I wish I could forget you
I wish I could forget you
I wish I could forget you

(I'm craving a getaway from the
Smooth talk that's keeping me grounded
To the carpet in my room
My quiet blue tomb of you)

I'm craving a getaway from the
Smooth talk that's keeping me grounded
To the carpet in my room
My quiet blue tomb of you
I'm craving a getaway from the
Smooth talk that's keeping me grounded
To the carpet in my room
My quiet blue tomb of you

(A getaway from the smooth talk
A getaway from the)