Try to hold on to sentiments
Growning to some extent
To be the waster of it all
Crowded rooms belie elegance
Truth be told evidence
Will turn your cheeks cold
Chorus
Pretend I'm worth a million trials
With countless tears
And sleepless nights
Do not ignore the feeling
The fluorescence you wash from your hair
So the cruelty could cling to your pillow
Yet the wrongs you do go unimpaired
You should hope that the ground will not swallow.
If the future took elements
Wouldn't you compliment?
And tell me all you know
You're the victim of circumstance
Bordered intelligence
But you refuse to....
Chorus
Pretend I'm worth a million trials
With countless tears
And sleepless nights
Do not ignore the feeling
The fluorescence you wash from your hair
So the cruelty could cling to your pillow
Yet the wrongs you do go unimpaired
You should hope that the ground will not swallow.
Now I lay down
And try to sleep
But it's difficult
Without a drink
If you were here
It would be easy
The fluorescence you wash from your hair
So the cruelty could cling to your pillow
Yet the wrongs you do go unimpaired
You should hope that the ground will not swallow