Crimson Red

Daily epiphanies take all my energy And summer brings the bittersweet out Forgetting everything; Like did we used to be This goddamn superficial 'til now? Who are you tell me how to love? Who am I to tell you what we're doing? This might hurt, but you hold me down I'm stuck living under your pink cloud Tell me if you really wanna talk, if you really wanna talk Then I think you better let it out Spent last summer crushing up ten blues I just care about the work I do Telling me you really wanna talk, but you never wanna talk I don't think I have a lot to lose Kiss me, kill me dead Paint me crimson red White lies and déjà vu, you say that I'm dead to you So melodramatic, I love those faux poetic lines Rattle them off to me, no, they never used to feel So goddamn superficial 'til now Who are you tell me how to love? Who am I to tell you what we're doing? This might hurt, but you hold me down I'm stuck living under your pink cloud Tell me if you really wanna talk, if you really wanna talk Then I think you better let it out I'll spend last summer crushing up ten blues I just care about the work I do Telling me you really wanna talk, but you never wanna talk I don't think I have a lot to lose Kiss me, kill me dead Paint me crimson red