It’s a cold weekend

Strange in summer

Waiting till we get home

To blame each other

Know you hate my friends

Say I could do better

That’s why you didn’t stay when

We were together

There’s a shame in the way that you know me

A hesitation

A regret I could see from the nosebleeds

And there’s a way you could show that you need me but

Your reservations leave me waiting

Before my eyes

Like shifting frames I’m colorblind

In darkness I

Saw subtle changes

Still I can’t describe

Every now and then

Things look better

Depending if my day’s spent on wasted efforts

When I communicate I can’t break the habit

I’m sorry if I say things

You wish I hadn’t

But the day that we kissed in the back seat

My adoration and respect you could feel as you held me

But the way that you say you miss the old me

The iteration that don’t leave you waiting

Before my eyes

Like shifting frames I’m colorblind

In darkness I

Saw subtle changes

Still I can’t describe|

Like shifting frames I’m colorblind

Saw subtle changes still I can’t describe

Before my eyes

Like Shifting frames I’m colorblind

In darkness I