He grew up in the dark, chasing the sun until it hides

Scared of being

Alone, maybe he's a bit broken

He's kind of tough and he plays guitar

And she really likes him

Even though he doesn't see how much she really likes him

Really likes him

He caught her in a hazy state

She wishes she felt differently, her mind is kind of messy

Maybe she's a bit broken

She talks too much sometimes and she writes at times at night

She really likes him

Even though he doesn't see how much she really likes him

Really likes him

Really likes him

Really likes him

She really likes him

But he doesn't see how much she really likes him