You don't paint me as a victim
You paint me abstract from a distance
Why are you
So far away
And I'm not a perfect person
It's hard when it's not working
Not much more
I can say
Besides "I'm sorry and rotten"
Don't know how good we got it
Till it goes away
I can't love you like I used to
It doesn't feel like what I'm used to
My mind is made
But I'll hold my tongue
While I hold your hand
The night is young
And so are we
I'll watch the stars
Fall out the sky
And hold out hope for the sun to rise
Because tomorrow comes
I won't be the same
Person I was to you
Yeah tomorrow comes
You'll be on your way
And I'll be all alone in apartment 2
You don't paint me as a victim
You paint me abstract from a distance
Why are you
So far away
And I'm not a perfect person
It's hard when it's not working
Not much more
I can say
Besides "I'm sorry and rotten"
Don't know how good we got it
Till it goes away
I can't love you like I used to
It doesn't feel like what I'm used to
My mind is made