The Cowardly Lion Doesn't Write Love Songs - Flatsound

it’s turning on the tv, when we were fourteen

you said «my mom’s asleep, we won’t get caught, do you wanna watch?»

and i could hear the traffic, that i know you’re ignoring

but i let it in to my life to thicken the air i breathe

it was at the bus stop that a woman cried

and i could tell she was different, by the look in her eyes

and i don’t know what she said, but i felt what she meant in her honesty

and i went to your house that night and i told u about

the womans eyes and the words in her mouth

and how i wouldn’t mind to give her advice some day

but i’m a cowardly lion.

i’ll leave quietly

if that means a better chance to commemorate what we had

when you were happy.

this isn’t a love song, no, not in the least

i just miss you watchin' my tv when i’m writing

so i can hear you laughing

swear to god i still hear you when i close my eyes

and you tell me «i'm not gonna die»

like you used to, before i did this

you’re the sunlight that i wished would leave

i’m the raincloud i don’t wanna be because the more you’re gone

the more i grow pale, i grow pale

you’re the sunlight that i wished would leave

i’m the raincloud i don’t wanna be because the more you’re gone

the more i grow pale, i grow pale