Got caught up in your moonlight
Stayed drinking till the sunrise, now half past noon
Up again with the weight of the space that you left in my head
Hit me on my blindside
Still settling the wake of the path we drew
Felt the same, but I guess
In a way, it was all up to you
I guess I should've let you go
Now that the city's getting cold
Another cynic in the room
What else is there to do?
Keep all of me for you
And don't you spare me the truth
Still shadowing your spotlight
I'm feeling for the words that I had for you
God I hate how this works
It's okay, in the worst
I'm a wreck
Sinking into fall nights
I'm telling all my friends, like I've got to prove
All the things that I left
In the same, don't connect
Back to you
I guess I should've let you go
Now that the city's getting cold
Another cynic in the room
What else is there to do?
Keep all of me for you
I guess I should've let you go
Now that the city's getting cold
Another cynic in the room
What else is there to do?
Keep all of me for you
And don't you spare me the truth