I guess it’s only fair

You’ve listened to him cry

So many times without care

And I trust that you’ll make a truce

There’s no point in claiming

It’s all about you

And I’ll say that I’m sorry, too

In my fantasy world, I’m living with you

I’m tired of dreaming ‘bout what we could’ve been

Like a delicate thread, and I’ll do it again

I promise I’ll break this habit some day

But for now , while I’m happy, I’ll just run away

We haven’t talked in a while

I used to sing you to sleep while you drowned in a song

And some nights I don’t feel like you

I’m scared that you’ll burn up and cry for me too

I’m sorry I’m not the one

I’m scared that I’ll grow up and forget about you
But I want to feel like I’m you

It’s a sign of the times you can’t seem to come through

Cus you act like I rеmember

What it felt likе, I was younger

Now you’re old, now you’re tired

There’s a lot to admire

You think I remember

What it’s like to feel young

And you told me last night

It’s on the tip of your tongue

And i’m tired of falling in love with the sun

I guess that it’s fine

I guess that it’s done