Waive - eleventyseven

Red wine stains around the sofa\nEvery single night that you would stay over\nAll the deadlines drowning in the glow of\nIncandescent headlights over the ocean\nWe were\nSwimming in the grooves of your favorite albums\nListening to the future in thundershowers\nGot lost in the crest of your wave\nI’m watching my ever after circle the drain\nAnd now I can’t trust anybody’s goodbye\nWhen it feels like every love song is a lie\nWhen it feels like every love song is a lie\nMix tapes pouring from your dashboard\nSpilling every chord we don’t have the words for\nAll the bloodshot memories of the friction\nTrying to find your voice in all the prescriptions\nWe were\nSnapping every rung on a listless ladder\nBroken in a way that we never shatter\nGot lost in the crest of your wave\nI’m watching my ever after circle the drain\nAnd now I can’t trust anybody’s goodbye\nWhen it feels like every love song is a lie\nWhen it feels like every love song is a lie\nDream of forever\nWhile we’re falling together\nDream of forever\nWhen the future could never\nDream of forever\nWhile we’re falling together\nDream of forever\nWhen the future could never\nGot lost in the crest of your wave\nI’m watching my ever after circle the drain\nAnd now I can’t trust anybody’s goodbye\nWhen it feels like every love song is a lie\nWhen it feels like every love song is a lie