It's not as if I never had eyes for anyone else
It's not as if I always wanted to spend all mornings in bed
It's not as if, you see, I don't pretend that it was all perfect
But babe, it was worth it
And see, I don't pretend it was all riding through forests
But I remember our fortress
I'm running out of ink, holding on to you
Holding on to promises on lazy afternoons
Running out of air when I'm picturing you move
Picturing you over, in, and under someone new
Running out of ink, holding on to you
Inhaling the night from the window in my room
I'm high out of my mind
I think I miss your eyes
It's not as if you never had eyes for anyone else
It's not as if the other shapes never turned you on
It's not as if you were always here for me
It's not as if I was always heaven to you
I'm running out of ink, holding on to you
Holding on to promises on lazy afternoons
Running out of air when I'm picturing you move
Picturing you over, in, and under someone new
Running out of ink, holding on to you
Inhaling the night from the window in my room
I'm high out of my mind
I think I miss your, think I miss your eyes
Running out of ink, holding on to you
Holding on to promises on lazy afternoons
Running out of air when I'm picturing you move
Picturing you over, in, and under someone new
Running out of ink, holding on to you
Inhaling the night from the window in my room
I'm high out of my mind
I think I miss your eyes
Running out of ink
Holding on to promises on lazy afternoons
Oh, when I'm picturing you move
Picturing you over, in, and under someone new
Hm, I think I miss your eyes
I think I miss your eyes