LYRICS I guess to you now I’m just a face in the crowd Oh God, kinda please would you kill me now Late at night In my room Lie awake Think of you And all your little dooms
Last night I dreamt I still knew you You I carved out a place in this world for two But it’s empty without you
I’ve got All this love I’ve got to keep to myself All this effort to make it look effortless
Confront all the pain Like a gift under the tree Oh please I can’t be who you need me to be I grind in the sunshine Grind in the rain So real that I feel fake
Someday every candle’s gotta run out of wax Someday no one will remember me when they look back Can’t stop can’t stop til we catch all your ears though Somewhere between Mike Tyson and Van Gogh