Painted Skies

Pull up on me
I’m off the grid if you just pull up on me
You last the night and in the morning you leave
We can have a conversation, if you want it
We’re both paper-thin, we both need a savior
I’m hung up on him and you’re afraid of the light
We fuck all night and I still
Can’t feel a thing, anything
And then I do it again
And then I do it again 'til I’m numb
The ceiling’s never the same, oh
I think I’ll do it again 'til I’m numb
You come and go, you know it’s temporary
You’ve got your issues, I have mine, just tell me
We can have a conversation, if you want
We’re both paper-thin, we both need a savior
I’m hung up on him and you’re afraid of the light
We fuck all night then I still
Can’t feel the thing, anything
And then I do it again
And then I do it again 'til I’m numb
The ceiling’s never the same, oh
I think I’ll do it again 'til I’m numb
I just want to feel
So watch me fight to the fucking sun
Won’t you give me some of your love, ooh
'Til I’m numb
The ceiling’s never the same, oh, oh
And then I do it again
And then I do it again 'til I’m numb
The ceiling’s never the same, oh
I think I’ll do it again 'til I’m numb
Let me do this again
Let me do this again