december

Until this lie runs true
Nothing really matters, matters Hayley
Cause nothing seems to peak me lately
But I’m down in The back of my Room in a wave of blue
And I’d assume
It’s cause I’m writing about you
And your words leave me cold, leave me cold
So girl just take me home, take me home
Oh I know, I know
Girl i don’t what I’m doing here, but I may just love you
But when my mind goes bare
Left with the thought of mind that I can’t bare
That you might know me So your words leave me cold, leave me cold
So girl just take me home, take me home