Texty: The Sophomore Attempt. Remembering After You Chose Her Every Lie.

It?s been three days now
And I?ve hated every one of them
I said I?d been fine
But I?m so far away from it
It?s cold where you are
I wish I was there
I wrote all this down
So you?d know that I care

All my life I was waiting for this cold December to end
I pilled my hopes on the premonition that you could see me princess

I heard the alarm
But I opted for my bed sheets
It?s safer in here
Where I can cower from reality
The son's coming up
And now i'm awake
I can't hide from you
But I can run away

All my life I was waiting for this cold December to end
I piled my hopes on the premonition that you could see me princess
And I?ve lied to myself, and I?m convincing but crazy
And crazy is better than sad
When is this going to stop, make it stop
Because I?m dying, I?m dying to see you so bad