Texty: Dear and the Headlights. Small Steps, Heavy Hooves. Run in the Front.

Run in the front like you said
I'm sad I'll miss it send it back in the photographs
And I could use a vacation myself
My eyes are bored

Stuck in the lot for days
Manager said "I can't make just one more mistake"
So I'll just hang my head and say sorry
Wouldn't be the first time

And you I'm missing you I don't want to
I'll be missing you
I'm missing you I don't want to
I'll be missing you
I'm missing you I don't want to
But I will

See the grey in your hair, Angel
Your beauty can't be covered by insecurities
I hope the same truth would still hold true for me
Cause I drowned in mine

Calling John on the phone
I'm panicking after three rings
I don't think that he's home
He makes my head so much lighter you know
With just some words he says

"C'mon now now it's not so bad
I'm sorry that you feel that way no, you're not useless

You don't even have to think about it
Things will work out just fine"

And you I'm missing you I don't want to
I'll be missing you
I'm missing you I don't want to
I'll be missing you
I'm missing you I don't want to
But I will

See the grey in your hair, Angel
Your beauty can't be covered by insecurities
I hope the same truth would still hold true for me
Cause I drowned in mine

Run in the front like you said
I'm sad I'll miss it send it back in photographs
And I could use a vacation myself
My eyes are bored

Hours to waste turns into full weeks
Then months into me
A life long disease
The grey in your hair still makes hope for me
That beauty won't be hidden easily
That truth still holds true for me