aftershock.
i tried to paint you a picture
i tried to write you a song
but everything i could think of
it all fucking came out wrong
i’ve failed you so many times
so i guess i’ll say what i mean to
as hard as it is to admit
i’m still tangled up in you
your hands fit perfectly with mine
but it will never be the same
the taste of your kiss
or the fact that my name
was always on your lips
always on your lips
i can feel the desire wearing away
everything we’d had before
it tears me up because i know
there’s no hope for us anymore
i’ve failed you so many times
i swear i never meant to
but who will save us?
i’m still tangled up in you
i’m tangled up in you.
