Haunting
Your head's pressed up against the car door window
You're not even looking outside
You're just staring at the stains on the glass
I get the feeling that you finally let go
Of all those awful stains on your past
I want you to know
That I'm happy
I want you to know that I feel the same
If the eternal worm devours Cincinnati
I feel as though its time to go our separate ways
You know
It's my time to go
I need a place to sleep
Without you haunting me
Do you still feel young and naive
Has the apathy kicked in yet
I want to believe
That you need me more than i need you
But that's not true
I'm no longer waiting on your phone calls
I burned those woods to the ground
I let the ash slip through the cracks in my fingers
It fell to the floor
It didn't make a sound
Draw cartoon in eyes in your notebook
In a frantic attempt to escape the feeling of dread
Give your mate a look and then spend all your days laying in bed
Was it intense to have his skin pressed up against yours
Did you smile to yourself when you realised
All his clothes smell like yours
Draw cartoon in eyes in your notebook
In a frantic attempt to escape the feeling of dread
Give your mate a look and then spend all your days laying in bed
Was it intense to have his skin pressed up against yours
Did you smile to yourself when you realised
All his clothes smell like yours
You know
It's my time to go
I need a place to sleep
Without you haunting me
You're not even looking outside
You're just staring at the stains on the glass
I get the feeling that you finally let go
Of all those awful stains on your past
I want you to know
That I'm happy
I want you to know that I feel the same
If the eternal worm devours Cincinnati
I feel as though its time to go our separate ways
You know
It's my time to go
I need a place to sleep
Without you haunting me
Do you still feel young and naive
Has the apathy kicked in yet
I want to believe
That you need me more than i need you
But that's not true
I'm no longer waiting on your phone calls
I burned those woods to the ground
I let the ash slip through the cracks in my fingers
It fell to the floor
It didn't make a sound
Draw cartoon in eyes in your notebook
In a frantic attempt to escape the feeling of dread
Give your mate a look and then spend all your days laying in bed
Was it intense to have his skin pressed up against yours
Did you smile to yourself when you realised
All his clothes smell like yours
Draw cartoon in eyes in your notebook
In a frantic attempt to escape the feeling of dread
Give your mate a look and then spend all your days laying in bed
Was it intense to have his skin pressed up against yours
Did you smile to yourself when you realised
All his clothes smell like yours
You know
It's my time to go
I need a place to sleep
Without you haunting me
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Writer(s): Sebastian Truscott-cooper
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