Letras
Counted out about a hundred seconds
The walk between our bedroom doors
I'm good at making homes out of holes I fell in
This time it's yours
Wish I could say that I don't compare them
The light and the kitchen hardwood floors
You run your hand along the wood that's wearing
And said you're sure
How will I know if it's the real thing?
Cause I'm only sure of what it's missing
You're pulling me in and giving it weight
Wanna believe the words you say
But how will I know if it's the real thing?
You see through the stings and the silent treatment
You're holding the torch on my search for signs
I am sorry in advance for the words of cheapening
You swear it's fine
How will I know if it's the real thing?
Cause I'm only sure of what it's missing
You're pulling me in and giving it weight
Wanna believe the words you say
How will I know if it's the real thing?