Lyrics

I colour the walls, so I can watch the paint dry Time is a myth, so I just let the clock die The waitin' is breakin' and it's takin' its toll A kiss on the lip and a crack in the soul If we keep pushin' our luck It's gonna catch up It's sweet, but it's bitter, you're gone for the winter It's a worry of mine Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour Just day-old wine I don't wanna act like these butterflies Aren't my worries comin' to life Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour But not the good kind Hours away from bein' miles apart You're takin' a plane, and you're takin' my heart It's such a shame that nowhere feels like home What's there to gain if we're sleepin' alone? If we keep pushin' our luck It's gonna catch up It's sweet, but it's bitter, you're gone for the winter It's a worry of mine Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour Just day-old wine I don't wanna act like these butterflies Aren't my worries comin' to life Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour But not the good kind I'm pickin' my battles and you're pickin' me up Piece by piece I'm missin' the point 'cause I'm bottlin' up All these memories I keep on thinkin' that you'll be home 'Cause I know that's where you wanna be Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour But not the good kind There's blood in the water, I don't wanna drift farther So, I'll see ya tonight It's sweet, but it's bitter, you're gone for the winter It's a worry of mine Like oil and water, it's the heat of the summer It doesn't sit right I don't wanna act like these butterflies Aren't my worries comin' to life Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour But not the good kind
Writer(s): Sydney Sierota, Graham Sierota, Noah Sierota Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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