Hiding in my covers
I don’t get love only get wrong numbers
Underneath this thunder
Feel the rain fall on the wings of a lovebird
I keep on falling faster
Im losing all that matters
Right now your all I’m after
I hope your my next chapter
Making 99 stops on the tour bus
Always have a blast with the four of us
Your always on my mind still my favourite
I know we’re friends hoping this year we can change it
I tried every type of sentence
But no words ever sound how I meant it
What am I when there’s so many more options
Dried еyes getting way too common
