He was as sweet as honey
But as cold as ice
When he told me he loved me
I'd say it back twice.
But there's things we don't show
Ghosts that kept him awake
When I realized he lost his glow
He was gone, all he left was heart ache.
Are you gonna dance on the line with me? You know it's not a game or a fantasy, and I don't even know who I used to be, but nothing is the same and some things have to change now. ~Past Self-Sleep Token