Bygones
You don't know and I don't understand
But i don't mind, being clueless together
Ain't ya fault, baby it ain't my bad
So let's walk, we can make this better
I could tread this path alone
That ain't a life that I could face
Oh we deal in the make believe and the subtleties
Of love
You're the mornin dew(do) you realize
You're the best
I never had
Never had
You never tell me pretty things
Cuz words don't meet where we expect
There might be meaning for us yet, we'll find it underneath the bedside table, in spotty strangers, please tell me pretty things
And all my life
I ran towards empty spaces
Satisfied
In these 4 walls we made sense
Captured minds
Reckless and committed
Hard to find
Target lacks a bullseye
I could tread this path alone
That ain't a life that i could face
Oh we deal in the make believe and the subtleties
Of love, you're the mornin dew(do) you realize you're the best I never had. (never had)
Past the point of which it ends
Woke up down in someplace else
I find return in bitter sweet
Familiar phrases red gold silver flamed
We fled this place, and kissed your face away
And all my life
I ran towards empty spaces
Satisfied
In these 4 walls we made sense
Captured minds
Reckless and committed
Hard to find
Target lacks a bullseye
Of our bygones and bygones
Oh we've gone to
Hell and back
We know how to fall through
Bygones and bygones and bygones
Please tell me pretty things
Bygones and bygones
Oh we've gone to
Hell and back
We know how to fall through
Bygones and bygones
Please tell me pretty things
But i don't mind, being clueless together
Ain't ya fault, baby it ain't my bad
So let's walk, we can make this better
I could tread this path alone
That ain't a life that I could face
Oh we deal in the make believe and the subtleties
Of love
You're the mornin dew(do) you realize
You're the best
I never had
Never had
You never tell me pretty things
Cuz words don't meet where we expect
There might be meaning for us yet, we'll find it underneath the bedside table, in spotty strangers, please tell me pretty things
And all my life
I ran towards empty spaces
Satisfied
In these 4 walls we made sense
Captured minds
Reckless and committed
Hard to find
Target lacks a bullseye
I could tread this path alone
That ain't a life that i could face
Oh we deal in the make believe and the subtleties
Of love, you're the mornin dew(do) you realize you're the best I never had. (never had)
Past the point of which it ends
Woke up down in someplace else
I find return in bitter sweet
Familiar phrases red gold silver flamed
We fled this place, and kissed your face away
And all my life
I ran towards empty spaces
Satisfied
In these 4 walls we made sense
Captured minds
Reckless and committed
Hard to find
Target lacks a bullseye
Of our bygones and bygones
Oh we've gone to
Hell and back
We know how to fall through
Bygones and bygones and bygones
Please tell me pretty things
Bygones and bygones
Oh we've gone to
Hell and back
We know how to fall through
Bygones and bygones
Please tell me pretty things
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Writer(s): Daniel Balderas, Samuel Seth Altman
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