When routine bites hard and ambitions are low. And resentment rides high but emotions won't grow. And we're changing our ways taking different roads. Love, love will tear us apart again. Love, love will tear us apart again.
when routine bites hard and ambitions are low and resentment rides high but emotions won't grow and we're changing our ways taking different roads love, love will tear us apart again love, love will tear us apart again love, love will tear us apart again love, love will tear up apart again
The Saltwater Room I opened my eyes last night and saw you in the low light Walking down by the bay, on the shore, staring up at the planes that aren’t there anymore I was feeling the night grow old and you were looking so cold Like an introvert,