South 1st - Slingshot Dakota

Like the dust from out ancient ceiling

Making its way to the ground

We are falling

And we held ourselves against the floodgates

But it was already too late

Deadbold the door and move on

There’s nothing left to say

I gave you words

You gave me your version of loving

And now we’re giving each other up

Was it really too much?

Was it really too much to ask for?

And who knew that time would be the one to break us

And who knew that time would be our only excuse

Everybody’s looking at you

Everybody’s wondering how it feel to be without you

We have nothing left to say

We fell a long time ago