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We sit at the piano
At guitar center
Your arms around me
Playing E major
And while you play โsomethingโ
I canโt quite remember
Why someone like you
Would ever want me
Iโve tried to make it make sense
Itโs too right but i wonโt ask too many questions
What if I shatter your rose colored lenses?
And you start to see through all my pretenses
I hope you never come to your senses
When i was sick
In that london hotel room
I couldnโt stop crying
I just fucking missed you
An hour from heathrow
You ran to the pilot
And asked if somehow they could
Turn it around
Whether itโs Christmas in LA
Or New Years in Tokyo
You promise forever
But, oh, how can you know?
Cause Iโve tried to make it make sense itโs
Too right but i wonโt ask too many questions
What if I shatter your rose colored lenses?
And you start to see through all my pretenses
I just hope you never come to your senses
And Iโve tried to make it make sense itโs
Too right but i wonโt ask too many questions
What if I hurt you, and you canโt forgive me
And I have to live without you on this piano bench with me?
And what if I scare you with my self defenses
And I have to hear your name in the past tense
I just hope you never come to your senses