(Oh)

Thinking it's a sign

That the freckles and your lies

Keep me sane I don't know why

When we kiss perfection aligns

I don't like to speculate

On all the trauma that I made

Because of you, been change of shape

Like puzzle pieces from the clay

It's thoughts like those that tend to cave

My troubled head while you undress

All while I'm missing you to death

Like am I almost at the end?

To make a living one day I'll hit the road

For several weeks of city shows

And if you scan thе radio

This song will make you feel alone

Girl I hope that you feel thе same

God knows I can't articulate

Addiction, cellophane, intimate

Can I see the way that you look at him?

Deep down I know that I'm still a kid

Deep down I know you're missing him

Somewhere that I've never been

These are fights that'll never win