The Little Things

Sitting in this lonely room
God I hope that we can move on soon
Hate that I am asking you to be
Somewhere in this in between
So don't say what you don't mean
I won't say things that I can't keep

Last time was the last
Next time is the last
This time is the last time
I feel your skin on my skin
Head on my shoulder

When did we lose
All the little things
That were a part of me
I guess it's over
When did we lose
All the pretty things
Now I can feel myself
Getting colder

There must be an easier way
To take someone and make them strong
There must be an easier way
To feel alive that isn't wrong

Nothing is simple and nothing is fair
Nothing is simple and nothing is fair
I'm trying I'm trying I'm trying to care
But I'm feeling nothing these days

Why did I find you



Credits
Writer(s): Joi Marchetti
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