The sun goes down

And you're still here

I'm biting my tongue

And you're bending my ear

And what we have isn't clear.



So I go home to my

Sleeping misses

And shower her with my

Lazy kisses.

I can't stop acting my age

Cause hope stays or it fades.



And I should go home for now

Be a heavy hitter figure out where I went wrong

Home for now

You know I miss her and think about her all night long.



Now I'm bordering bored

My night been spent

Peeping sleepy faces off your tenement

And picking up the pieces