Fallen
The needle falls to the left
But we've got ourselves some time
A couple hours on the drive home
Until we cross that border line
The state had fallen to the right
Crashing through all the bright red signs
the warning flares had all burned out
The scarlet fell between the lines
How long do you stay
When it stops being fun
I could've slowly walked away
But now it's way too late to run
Another night is falling to the side
As you roll your eyes again
Bite your lip and squint your eyes
Fallen victim to the spin
The needle falls in a groove
And I attack a glass of wine
We'll start all over once again
When your eyes begins to shine
How long do you stay
When it stops being fun
I could've slowly walked away
But now it's way too late to run
So how long did you stay when you knew it wasn't the one
You should've taken everything
But just too busy having fun
It's 2am on the east coast
Would've thought they'd have called by now
Everybody's waiting for credit
Before they take the final bow
The lines are getting blurry
As we tangle ourselves up
I never meant to make you worry
My little buttercup
But we've got ourselves some time
A couple hours on the drive home
Until we cross that border line
The state had fallen to the right
Crashing through all the bright red signs
the warning flares had all burned out
The scarlet fell between the lines
How long do you stay
When it stops being fun
I could've slowly walked away
But now it's way too late to run
Another night is falling to the side
As you roll your eyes again
Bite your lip and squint your eyes
Fallen victim to the spin
The needle falls in a groove
And I attack a glass of wine
We'll start all over once again
When your eyes begins to shine
How long do you stay
When it stops being fun
I could've slowly walked away
But now it's way too late to run
So how long did you stay when you knew it wasn't the one
You should've taken everything
But just too busy having fun
It's 2am on the east coast
Would've thought they'd have called by now
Everybody's waiting for credit
Before they take the final bow
The lines are getting blurry
As we tangle ourselves up
I never meant to make you worry
My little buttercup
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Writer(s): Jordan Mccall
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