Christmas lights across the street keep me awake for hours
Appreciate your honesty but this place is sour
Dizzy room spin around until my light goes out
Rest my head a pillow case my mind is being loud
But lights get taken down when spring comes around
But now I might put up some Christmas lights
My blood is thick with thoughts of you but the air is pretty thin
Resting words say this is me don't think God counts it as sin
I can't think of words to say and it shows when I write
Love yourself but in the end, do what you think is right
But lights get taken down when spring comes around
But now I might put up some Christmas lights