A darkness you can spell, written out clearly in the paper
What a time to be alive and believe in something so untrue
How could you leave me alone here
A darkness you can sell, figured out fearlessly in paper
Too cold to realize that the heat is something that we grew
How could you leave me alone here
Singing songs now, singing words
Singing songs, singing words
Singing songs that I’ve never heard
Singing words, Sheridan Riley
Even when I see you
Even when I talk to myself
Straight as an arrow
Straight as an arrow
Straight as an arrow
Straight as an arrow
