This feels done
I’ve ironed in the creases, made the whole thing worse
Fractured little pieces
Cause if you want me to, I’ll do anything for you
Paint your bedroom red to match your mood
If it didn’t mean anything, then it didn’t mean anything Say it if you must, call me a liar
Push my heart away, into the fire
Cause if you want me to, I’ll do anything for you
Paint your bedroom black to match your mood
I just need to take my time
To read into your truthful eyes and say…
Show me your eyes
If it didn’t mean anything
Why are you so tired?