Soft Machine 1 & 2
You can't take back
The way that it felt
You can't take back
The way that you yelled
At me
I know that
It seems like no matter how hard (You try)
Nothing can ever come easily
But I told you, I warned you
And I told you that I'd never grow cold
(And I didn't)
And now that
You seem to be lying left and right
I can't keep up, I just run out at night
But I know you know that I'm coming back
I don't care much about
Where you've been or how
You've sinned throughout your life
You love me like a switchblade knife
When I hold you I feel alright
It seems silly, now
But when I figured out
How to get home after all that time
I really could have cried
I finally slept without the lights
I know that every time you call me
You're just trying to tell me that you're sorry
I wanna answer, baby
Trust me, I really do
But when I really get to thinking
I tell myself not to start drinking
I look up at the ceiling while my heart turns pink and blue
Sometimes it's so sweet
Thinking about the things you said to me
Pretty memories like drops of dew
I wonder if our dreams could still come true
I don't really wanna be this cold, but
It's kind of hard giving up control, and
I think maybe I could learn if you let me
Try your best but you'll never forget me
Love doesn't have to be a losing game
Doesn't have to be a losing game
Doesn't have to be a losing game
A losing game
A losing game
The way that it felt
You can't take back
The way that you yelled
At me
I know that
It seems like no matter how hard (You try)
Nothing can ever come easily
But I told you, I warned you
And I told you that I'd never grow cold
(And I didn't)
And now that
You seem to be lying left and right
I can't keep up, I just run out at night
But I know you know that I'm coming back
I don't care much about
Where you've been or how
You've sinned throughout your life
You love me like a switchblade knife
When I hold you I feel alright
It seems silly, now
But when I figured out
How to get home after all that time
I really could have cried
I finally slept without the lights
I know that every time you call me
You're just trying to tell me that you're sorry
I wanna answer, baby
Trust me, I really do
But when I really get to thinking
I tell myself not to start drinking
I look up at the ceiling while my heart turns pink and blue
Sometimes it's so sweet
Thinking about the things you said to me
Pretty memories like drops of dew
I wonder if our dreams could still come true
I don't really wanna be this cold, but
It's kind of hard giving up control, and
I think maybe I could learn if you let me
Try your best but you'll never forget me
Love doesn't have to be a losing game
Doesn't have to be a losing game
Doesn't have to be a losing game
A losing game
A losing game
Credits
Writer(s): Warhol Superstar
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