Lost it a long time ago
The spell that we were under
Love, it can come, it can go
And it's gone
A bed doesn't make it a home
Just some place for cover
We're really sleeping alone, alone
Oh my God, the thunder
The storm is coming through
You and me, we hurt each other Maybe that's what
people do
I can't meet the bar that you said
I tried so hard, but lover
We're close, but we're not there yet Dick burns
Why don't I regret
The stress I put you under?
It's easy to forget Don't be used to life so hard it hurts
Oh my God,
the thunder The storm is coming through
You and me, we hurt each other
Maybe that's what people do
Silence can be lethal If not treated,
we'll be dead
Wolves don't shield our souls They feed our egos instead
Why don't you let go,
let go Let go of what we say
Maybe
that's what lovers do