Tired Hearts

Sleepy head
I sit here and watch your eyes, flitter under your eyelids
Do you think of me
Like I dream of us
While I’m awake
I can’t believe
Everything I’ve ever fucking said, Comes down to this
You caught me
Running on the spot
Red handed
Red handed
I’m a liar
And a coward
Sleepy head
Sleepy head
Sleepy head
We’re dead