Margaux - Matilda Mann
Composed by：Matilda Mann/Jonah Summerfield
Another day another room
And nothing new to say
But pretty eyes that match
The sky and softness
In her face
She can't decide and
Never cries I think that's
Just her style
Margaux stay a little while
Countless hours spent
Outside to waste
Her time away
An overbearing
Endless staring into
Out of space
I can't recall
The time before
I felt so out of place
Margaux left
Without a trace
Sunday mornings
Are quieter these days
And when do I get back
The time we wasted
We both know there's
No one else to blame
Margaux left and
Nothing felt the same
Another meal in silence
And I don't know
What to make
My room is still
A mess and my hair
Is just the same
I contemplate and wait
For something just to
Make me move
Margaux said
I'd never lose
Sunday mornings
Are quieter these days
And when do I get back
The time we wasted
We both know there's
No one else to blame
Margaux left and
Nothing felt
Margaux left it's
For the best
Margaux left and
Everything has changed
