I'm tired of this. But I won't call it quits. I guess you could say I'm stubborn. That's accurate enough. And I know that you love her. But I can't trust. I can't trust how much. I can't trust how much.
I know it's quite the imposition. But if you had seen my condition. I think you'd understand why I couldn't stay. I hope I'm still your favorite song. And even though it's been so long. I hope I haven't faded to gray. Faded to gray.
I see it in your eyes. Ashes where there used to be a fire. You know I tend to wonder. I always want to know. What was it that smothered your glow.
I know it's quite the imposition. But if you had seen my condition. I think you'd understand why I couldn't stay. I hope I'm still your favorite song. And even though it's been so long. I hope I haven't faded to gray. Faded to gray.
I keep putting words on paper. Throwing melodies to the wind. Maybe I could bring you back. With the things I drew you in. I keep putting words on paper. Throwing melodies to the wind. Maybe I could bring you back. With the things I drew you in.
I know it's quite the imposition. But if you had seen my condition. I think you'd understand why I couldn't stay. I hope I'm still your favorite song. And even though it's been so long. I hope I haven't faded to gray. Faded to gray.