| No use in hiding how he plays on my mind
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| As I lay down to look for sleep
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| I shoot the breeze, stare at the ceiling for a usual while
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| And then I bury my head under the sheets
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| Picture his fingers on my back
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| With each little slip I am reminded of the lack I feel
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| And it’s burning down
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| I need to find a way to forget somehow
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| Oh cause I don’t know if I’m right
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| I don’t know if I’m wrong
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| But my body seems to know right where it belongs
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| But now I can’t seem to shake, feeling that I made a mistake
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| Every night your memory is keeping me awake
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| I’m well aware that there’s a danger in the games I play
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| Pretending he is here with me
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| Still I twist and turn until I’m tired enough that I can blur the empty space
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| with my reality
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| I hang my hand over the edge
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| As if I could wave away the worst of all the things I’ve said
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| But it’s still wearing me down
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| I need to find a way to forget somehow
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| Oh cause I don’t know if I’m right
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| I don’t know if I’m wrong
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| But my body seems to know right where it belongs
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| Till I can’t seem to shake, feeling that I made a mistake
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| Every night your memory is keeping me awake
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| How long must I wait?
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| If I behave you’ll show me some way
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| If I wait
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| No use in hiding how he plays on my mind
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| As I lay down to look for sleep
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| I shoot the breeze, stare at the ceiling for a usual while
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| Before I bury my head under the sheet |