Treated Like the Weather

Callin' so you know that I am not the first one that you'll lose
All I want, if you keep this up
You burning righteous fool

Though fast, it's okay
I've no idea
Not 'cause I'll give you a shot
I've no idea how you see clear

Don't ever, don't ever, don't kill me
I can, I can, I can almost
Don't ever, don't ever, don't kill me
I can, I can, I can almost

Wake me without hesitation
Like you know that I'll be rude
I can tell just by the way you grab my hand
That I can't choose

Though fast, it's okay
I've no idea
Not 'cause I'll give you a shot
I've no idea how you see clear

Don't ever, don't ever, don't kill me
I can, I can, I can almost
Don't ever, don't ever, don't kill me
I can, I can, I can almost

If you were like the ocean
Well, I wouldn't paddle out so far again
I'm begging, don't be so
Unreasonable or distant just by end
I will not be suffering
From a show that starts the moment things were fine
I'm over the overexposion
And I could've told you, but I'm better off just lying

Not 'cause I'll give you a shot
I've no idea how you see clear
There's got to be under locks
I can't appear so easy, dear

Don't ever, don't ever, don't kill me
I can, I can, I can almost
Don't ever, don't ever, don't kill me
I can, I can, I can almost



Credits
Writer(s): Edward Cregan Quinn, Miller Harry Upchurch
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