Undertones

Tell me is it better when you go home
Does it make it any better if you're all alone
In the taxi back seat, I watched the lights oh how they've grown
Because they used to embrace me
But now they chase me out of my own fucking home
So I lost the nerve to get off the phone
I was hoping that tonight you would prove me wrong
The taste of regret, it kept all seven sins at home
But it was old bone
Now I'm not so threatened by the undertone
Lead me into the unknown

I'm sorry that I never stop and say hello
And I'm sorry that I never even tried to grow
Deep in my photo stream there's not one smile to show
So I know I fucked this whole thing up and that's why I have to go
Yeah I know I fucked this whole thing up
But I found some space to grow
I know I fucked the whole thing up
But there's all this space to grow



Credits
Writer(s): Yvonne Hunter
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