Testo A Candid Collection Of Thoughts And Emotions

Your candid words have been rather soft these days
The nights are long and played out
I can barely catch every syllable you say anymore

But you're so beautiful
I can only stare as you say those things that destroy me
I lost my smile somewhere in your sentence and now I can't find it
Your coarse thoughts have been persistent to say the least these last few months
I barely caught every sarcastic sigh you uttered when you said "I love you"

But you're so beautiful
I can only stare as you say those things that destroy me
I lost my smile somewhere in the silence and now I can't find it
I lost it for good, I think
Only time will tell

I'm sick of missing you
I'm so sick of missing you, love
I'm sick of missing you
So fucking sick of missing you, love

Here's to thirty or so years of missing you And thinking of you sleeping with somebody else
And falling in love with someone else, love.