Texty: Beach House. Better Times.

I want you
To know the truth
Cause I been around before
Felt I was looking anymore

Been a fool for weeks
Cause my heart stands for nothing
And your soul's too weak
Got away
It's been around for days
Goes far if you want it
It needs to be kept
But then you
You come around
Big mistake

I don't want to know
I don't want to know
We don't need the side
To know
Better times

Running around cause you beat yourself up
And you made a crack
And the one that you love is gone
How much longer can you play with fire
Before you turn into a liar

I been around before
Thought you were looking anymore
But then we
We come and go
Go up in smoke