We used to dance in the kitchen, bare feet on the cold wood floor
Kettles on, it’s raining outside, he pulls me in and loves me more
Now his hands feel like strangers when they brush my arm at night
So I may as well can’t another
don’t me he used don’t the
rolled off lips sweeter the
Now a the blue
No, he he to
Now the the hallway not
And forever that he’ll come say come here
keep on wearing the ones
But his eyes on wandering, they focused on mine
He don’t love me used to, don’t look the same
The way my name his the rain
Now fading the blue
he don’t love me
He me like he used to, look me the
name rolled lips than
Now it’s whisper fading into
don’t love me
He like to
he don’t love me
Not he