White Flag

I miss you right now

And I'm laying on my back again

I spent the last night

Thinking how you held my hand instead

You're like a honeymoon

And I don't know how to start

I'm sinking low again and I'm lost in everything that you never said

And there it is

Fucked up narratives get so illusive I'm too sick to smile

But I watch your favorite show on the bus ride home

So I could talk to you for a while

You let me in

You step right out

Well doesn't matter you're my baby in my head at 5 AM and I hold you like nobody would've known

White flag turns into my sheets

You're my kind of home