I can toss but I can't turn The sting of your touch has me staying up overwhelmed You stay lost and burn, bloodshot while breathing over me (Bloodshot while breathing over me) Roughed up, softly, in tangled sheets Hey, tell me baby is this all okay? I'm praying to god that we both suffocate Call you over be my novocaine Pull back your shoulders Let me know when you're about to second guess and you're out of breath When autumn turns colder Let me go to thaw this piece of you that I have left There's pride in learning But what's there to learn about this when you're constantly dead turning And I'm tearing apart from my pull and resist Am I the only one? Is this in love or fun? Because I can't find much to laugh about My humor's a cheerleader all out of shout Roughed up, softly, in tangled sheets It's getting hard to be this close when my dark is creeping in It's getting hard to be this close when all my dark is creeping in It's getting hard to be this close when my dark is creeping out It's getting hard to see your clothes when nothing, when nothing's going to change (Bend your love away) When nothing's going to change