my love was as cruel as the cities i lived in; everyone looked worse in the light. there are so many lines that i've crossed unforgiven. i'll tell you the truth, but never goodbye.
i don't wanna look at anything else now that i saw you. i don't wanna think of anything else now that i thought of you. been sleeping so long in a twenty year dark night but now i see ādaylightā i only see ādaylightā
luck of the draw only draws the unlucky and so i became the butt of the joke. i wounded the good and i trusted the wicked. clearing the air, i breathed in the smoke.
maybe you ran with the wolves and refused to settle down. maybe i've stormed out of every single room in this town. threw out our cloaks and our daggers because it's morning now; it's brighter now.
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and i can still see it all in my mind: all of you, all of me intertwined. i once believed love would be black and white, but it's āØgolden⨠and i can still see it all in my head: back and forth from new york sneaking in your bed. i once believed love would be š„burning redš„ but it's āØgolden⨠like ādaylightā











