Couch Prints

Impressions
When it's over, broken, it's broken The patterns we had woven, tattered, full of holes I'm laid out on the floor with cold feet, dragged across the carpet Bracing for the fall, I saw it coming Hollowed out I don't wanna waste it Hard for me to say, but I don't wanna fall in love Knowing you could say no Keep it on the way low So much that I still don't know In the blanket, take it, tangled Pulled over our faces, blocked out all the days with Do it if you say so, same old, Heaven couldn't wait for Bracing for the fall that follows summer Hollowed out I don't wanna waste it Hard for me to say, but I don't wanna fall in love Knowing you could say no Keep it on the way low So much that I still don't know Where will all our hours go whеn you're gone Out of my closing arms? From Letras Mania