Think it's gonna snow. Think I'll stay home. The thought of goin' out. Sends chills down my back bone. Look round the house. Lookin for the past. I wanted too much more.
My love for you is all but new. I'd give the rock to only you. It is the piece that can break through. The window of our love. . My love for you is all but new.
Excuses turn to make. And more than I am. I ghost my silly lies. And crucify my friends. It's only looking back. Am I looking for things. Break myself apart.