So be it what it is Just give it time and try your best to smile You give her lengths of love But the party is gone, the party is gone We fall into a candy wall Evening slime, what a waste of time Even though you still get by Searching for the things that make you come alive
Healing comes down to this It's why you're here Oh, why you walk We fall into a candy wall Holding hands Well, that's the style It goes back many years These gamut boys Millionaires Take me on a ride I like you well enough to give you lovers' arc
Her streak survives, in the night (I hope it comes after all)