We made it an endingSomething I’ve never foreseenNot even dramaticTook too long to wear it off
You’re still in my roomWait for the lease to stopBut I don’t care
As if nothing has changedThere’re still the nights we don’t sleepWatching an old french movieYou’re next to me
And you’re like the girl in while laceTomorrow you’ll go somewhere
Only in the dark could I seeNow you’re not the one I’ve long knownBut we still made love somehowBefore I’m taken
I think I could hear your feelingWhen it vibrates through our skins
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