Middle of June

Over before it began
With no place to restart
And no plan to reprimand

Silence felt infinite
My hopes became diminished
This isn't the life that I'd imagined us living

Middle of June
With no one left to confuse
You're taking your time

To come to grips with
My unfurnished interest
And misleading cues

This is the last time I'll think of you

And now you can't catch me
I'm running away from the start
And now I won't be seen
Inviting myself in your heart

The asphalt of the road trip
Was paved with broken ribs
And broken promises

I didn't mean to hurt you
I didn't know I could do
That to someone

All clad in armor but I'm holding the gun

And now you can't catch me
I'm running away from the start
And now I won't be seen
Inviting myself in your heart

I can't understand how this time
Went straight to your head
And I find
The way that I am
Goes back to front, back to front
And over again

I can't understand how this time
Went straight to your head
And I find
The way that I am
Goes back to front, back to front
And over again



Credits
Writer(s): Laura Steadman
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