Elliot Project (The). The Angel. Winners. Zeneszám

I keep my eyes up; count the hours until your headlights dress the doorway
Of another late night you spend lying with your subtle glances
Only to make me believe that you dont take me for granted.
Bury my Heart along with every letter that I ever sent to you
Dont make the mistake of leaving before you make the mistake of saying goodbye.
I keep my eyes down; count the seconds until your bags are packed at the doorway
And the only thing I want you to remember now is how I dont take you for granted.
Dont you understand by the way my words rolled off my lips and into your ears?
It was never supposed to end like this but it always does.
Lie to me like you love me
Lie with me like you love me