Intimate, but without any closure
You made me feel like I was an imposter Couldn't reach my thoughts any longer
So you went for the touch, I guess it was easier
I would wanna know what's inside your head You would only let me in when we were in your bed
I don't think our love can carry us anymore Call it quits, make it past 1am
Always watch my words, wouldn't wanna trip on your ego
Wouldn't wanna hurt you more than you said I already did
I missed us when the world was closed Living at your place, I had nowhere to go
I would wanna know what's inside your head You would only let me in when we were in your bed
I don't think our love can carry us anymore Call it quits, make it past 1am
I'm gone
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