[ Featuring Neighbor ]
It's the Sunday now
Where we plan to fold
Would it even hurt, if we shot once more?
Gold on gold you wear
Shining on your lobe
Plan to take you back, just to drop you home
Is it you?
Is it us?
Can't be me
And if it's you
Then please tell me
Just what to do
Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh
I can't move on
I'm stuck in place
Subtle ones
They want to make
What we had
Rings on hand
Lips on mine
Green entrance
Push away
What would journal do?
I don't want to read it, want to read you (doesn't mean I want to get back together)
I don't want to find out, just what I'd do
Put it all behind us
Write it brand new
Uh
And I just remembered
Subtle white snow, with the pink defenders
Bought a water then
Didn't know it'd end her
Moving too fast, breaking our agenda
What is on the list?
Now I'm thinking about the two's
Had to slow it down, just to drop the news
Loving you is grate
But you're never Ful
From the food
Or for the same thing too, so
Oh, Oh
Oh, Oh
I can move on
Not stuck in place
So, I hope you'll be, too
Drag dismay
I still hate that porch
Though I'm over us, for good now
You live knives out
Can't shapeshift now
