Duration: 3:19

This night has been hard and it's only getting harder as the sun comes up I take your hand, but you pull away on demand. I try to hard. Or maybe I am not persistent enough Your eyes, your teeth, these scars on my feet. Your hands, your hair, I think I'm just scared of what I might be. The screen of the TV goes black. I followed the map and I ended up back where I started at. It's hard to go on when all I have left is a fucking song. Your face on my mind, it's stuck there all the time.