Chorus
she's got this journal filled
with all her black ink guilt
and
Verse 1
The days are growing colder, the nights and weekends
verse 1
You're lying to your diary, you're so creative so
Chorus
i'm spinning in circles
pouring my insides out
see what you do
Verse 1
Hey you, yeah you
Playing with my hope for truth
You
I'm watching snow dance down my window's face
Putting fancy things
I admit I'm a mess, but you love me for
If I just closed my eyes would this just disappear?
Is
I've been taking lessons from the stars
On how to catch
Verse 1
I'll be leaving soon, but I believe in you
I'll
On a long dark road
Nothin' playing but the radio
Switching on
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