Apocryphal
Should I be practicing my sleep
For the words you couldn't keep
You're just tired of all the things I said we'd do but never did
I guess I thought I was a man but I'm just a kid
But going through it in my head again
You said what you needed to say
Before the summer came
But the rain it washed away all the hope that remained
Wake up slightly panicked with my face flush
You are the thing I can not think of
I'm the mistake that you have made up
You are the ghost of a person that once held me close
I'm the shell of a man who once lost what meant most
Should I be practicing my sleep
For the words you couldn't keep
You're just tired of all the things I said we'd do but never did
I couldn't eat for days
I thought I'd stay awake
And let my body decay in a bed that we shared
Just throw it away like you never cared
Like you never cared
I, I tried a lot, a lot of different fucking ways
To give my heart to you for you to stay
Still I'm not enough
I'll probably always be the thing that took three years from you
A waste of time
Cold and acting brash I seem to settle on the facts
The fires out the lights are off
Slowly moving on and always thinking of the
Fact we'll never lock our lips together again
For the words you couldn't keep
You're just tired of all the things I said we'd do but never did
I guess I thought I was a man but I'm just a kid
But going through it in my head again
You said what you needed to say
Before the summer came
But the rain it washed away all the hope that remained
Wake up slightly panicked with my face flush
You are the thing I can not think of
I'm the mistake that you have made up
You are the ghost of a person that once held me close
I'm the shell of a man who once lost what meant most
Should I be practicing my sleep
For the words you couldn't keep
You're just tired of all the things I said we'd do but never did
I couldn't eat for days
I thought I'd stay awake
And let my body decay in a bed that we shared
Just throw it away like you never cared
Like you never cared
I, I tried a lot, a lot of different fucking ways
To give my heart to you for you to stay
Still I'm not enough
I'll probably always be the thing that took three years from you
A waste of time
Cold and acting brash I seem to settle on the facts
The fires out the lights are off
Slowly moving on and always thinking of the
Fact we'll never lock our lips together again
Credits
Writer(s): Jacob Mccabe
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