Shocker
You left a mark
That I can't seem to get out
Rather not talk about this yet
You left a mark
And It's fucking up the fabric
Can't relate I'm too attached
To all the memories, the past
And what it could have been
You said you've always enjoyed
How they never put those streetlights in
The darkness has a way of easing up
All the tension in your neck
And safely bringing up the things
That you'll wish you said
Oh how the roots
Push up the asphalt around
Your old driveway I will never
Forget the way they rattled
The nerves out
Wild how difficult it was
And how a clunky conversation
Might be my favourite hour this year
But leave me out
I get I've been a weight
On your shoulders now
So leave me out
While I fix everything
That you bring up
You left a mark
It's visible up close
But in a real specific light
Could be mistaken as a wrinkle in the cloth
You left a mark
Or at least that's what I'll say
While I refuse to get this dry-cleaned
God how nicely
Our well constructed lies seemed
But taken out of context
I see right through the walls while we would
Hold hands driving
And turning on your high beams
You'd let it swerve a little
Before loosening your grip
But leave me out
I get I've been a weight
On your shoulders now
So leave me out
While I fix everything
That you bring up
You left a mark
You left a mark
You left a mark
You left a mark
That I can't seem to get out
Rather not talk about this yet
You left a mark
And It's fucking up the fabric
Can't relate I'm too attached
To all the memories, the past
And what it could have been
You said you've always enjoyed
How they never put those streetlights in
The darkness has a way of easing up
All the tension in your neck
And safely bringing up the things
That you'll wish you said
Oh how the roots
Push up the asphalt around
Your old driveway I will never
Forget the way they rattled
The nerves out
Wild how difficult it was
And how a clunky conversation
Might be my favourite hour this year
But leave me out
I get I've been a weight
On your shoulders now
So leave me out
While I fix everything
That you bring up
You left a mark
It's visible up close
But in a real specific light
Could be mistaken as a wrinkle in the cloth
You left a mark
Or at least that's what I'll say
While I refuse to get this dry-cleaned
God how nicely
Our well constructed lies seemed
But taken out of context
I see right through the walls while we would
Hold hands driving
And turning on your high beams
You'd let it swerve a little
Before loosening your grip
But leave me out
I get I've been a weight
On your shoulders now
So leave me out
While I fix everything
That you bring up
You left a mark
You left a mark
You left a mark
You left a mark
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Writer(s): Bryce Bishop
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