losing me
aplin, gabrielle
show you photos too to prove that i been doing so well
wanna dress up hell and heaven like we all try to do
i'm scared to call call call you back
i'm no good good good at trying
to tell tell tell you that i'm not doing okay
but i'm dying to hear you say
there's no sense in losing sleep
took another sip and hit the bottom like i knew that i would
when we dress up pain like heaven in a moment of truth
i wanna call call call you back
i'm no good good good at trying
to tell tell tell you that i'm not doing okay
but i'm dying to hear you say
there's no sense in losing sleep
you could be so happy then it suddenly turns
no one can explain and you don't have the words
i can see you're trying i can see that it hurts
i can see you're trying i can see that it hurts
there's no sense in losing sleep
like a bed that you can fall in when you're broken
i'm the air that's running through a window open
'cause you're not losing me