Slow moving daylight paints the hall,
the sun hangs in my window like a picture on my wall.
The city sleeps soundly in the summer months,
so I sit, and watch the whole world wake up.
And you wake with a hard heart, full of doubt.
And you thought that I would never figure you out,
figure you out...
But I can feel it between my fists as I close my hands around this,
I don't know why I ever fooled myself into believing anything that I heard.
But I can feel it between my fists as I close my hands around this,
I don't know why you would lie about anything at all.
I was just guessing letters and words,
and I made up all the things I thought I heard.
But it's clear, I know now that nothing was said,
and you made promises, made promises, made promises...
yeah, you did...
But I can feel it between my fists as I close my hands around this,
I don't know why I ever fooled myself into believing anything that I heard.
But I can feel it between my fists as I close my hands around this,
I don't know why you would lie about anything at all.
About anything at all, about anything at all.
So thanks for all of this,
you couldn't give me one good reason to stay if you tried.
So thanks so much for nothing,
and thanks so much for wasting all my goddamn time...
But I can feel it between my fists as I close my hands around this,
I don't know why I ever fooled myself into believing anything that I heard.
But I can feel it between my fists as I close my hands around this,
I don't know why you would lie about anything at all.
About anything at all, about anything at all.
About anything at all, anything at all.
Anything at all, anything at all.
