The sun goes down
And you're still here
I'm biting my tongue

And you're bending my ear
And what we have isn't clear.


So I go home to my
Sleeping misses
And shower her with my

Lazy kisses.
I can't stop acting my age
Cause hope stays or it fades.


And I should go home for now
Be a heavy hitter figure out where I went wrong

Home for now
You know I miss her and think about her all night long.


Now I'm bordering bored
My night been spent
Peeping sleepy faces off your tenement

And picking up the pieces