In the Morning

There's something in the air
It's like you don't even care
The writing's on the walls
Or maybe I don't have the balls
To tell you how I feel
'Cause maybe this time is for real
I think I'll have a couple drinks
It'll give me time to think

'Cause in the moment I'll be gone
And there ain't no right or wrong
I'll be the ashes in the tray
And the lipstick on your face
Separated by the scars
We're just wandering hearts
Said this wondering hearts
Separated by the scars, aye

Yeah, it's been a fucking year
Since, I haven't felt the fear
Yeah, look right in my eyes
There's no hiding on the skies
I wear my heart on my tattoos
And baby, I can still hang loose
Yeah, it'll never be the same
So, let's get back to the strange

In the morning I'll be gone
And there ain't no right or wrong
I'll be the ashes in the tray
And the lipstick on your face
Separated by the scars
We're just wandering hearts
Said this wondering hearts
Separated by the scars



Credits
Writer(s): Brandon Landelius, Chuck Robertson, Jason Lichau, Jon Gazi, Sean Sellers, Stéphane Montigny
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