Stationary (Early Mix)

We spent a year or so twisting in the sheets
With my broken brain still stuck on repeat
Turn it up, tune it in, ease my mind
And with the antidote stuck between the cheats
Is it time to grow up, is it time to leave?
I don't know, but I'm always losing time

We stand up, we stand out
I'll raise my doubts
I never seem to know what she's thinking

Now by the winter it was getting kinda strange
I kept my distance but she thought that I would change
Maybe yes, maybe no -- I can't say
And now the undertow is pulling with the tide
It's so condescending, a war of pride
Oh, the times we tried

We stand up, we stand out
I'll raise my doubts
I never seem to know what she's thinking
We give up, we give in
We both could win
I'm never hanging onto her again
I said no, no, no

We all dress in metaphors
I can't help but think there's something more

We spent a year or so twisting in the sheets
Now December's over, but May's still sweet
And we give what we can until we're gone