Alright, I love you
Bye
I don't wanna talk
But you know I've been cryin'
And it's cold, like I warned ya
In the guts of New York
With your eyes changin' colour
My mood swingin' under
'Cause you cut through me
And that's not a bad thing
Do you hate what you see?
Yeah, you know that I'm scared
I'm scared of love, but I try to
Trust we want the same things
With the Sun in your hair
Can't go back, can't go back
Can't go back
Can't go back, can't go back
Can't go back
(Can't go back, can't go back)
(Can't go back)
–And everything 'bout you
And I think it would– I don't know, I really miss it
I miss when we'd do stuff together