Songs I Write | III

Dream

Sometimes I hear your voice in the back of my mind
I confuse his for yours, even when our fingers intertwine

I know I should be over it completely by now
But you creep in and I cannot reap myself out

You seem like a fucking dream to me
Somebody that I never really knew
You seem like a fucking dream to me
Somebody that I adored, but what for?
How much more? How much longer will it take to forget you?
To forget you

Sometimes I lay up on his shoulder, imagining it's you
I really wish I'd stop, I've been too sober to handle it all

I know I should be over it completely by now
But you creep in and I only see my fall down

You seem like a fucking dream to me
Somebody that I never really knew
You seem like a fucking dream to me
Somebody that I adored, but what for?
How much more? How much longer will it take to forget you?
To forget you

I stay up at 3am, stay up talking to him
When I wait for his replies, it's your messages
I've been scrolling and scrolling, hoping you'd have said something
I don't know why, I don't know why
I can't let go of you
Take control of who
I want to think of, 'cause I keep thinking of you
I keep thinking of you

You seem like a fucking dream to me
Somebody that I never really knew
You seem like a fucking dream to me
Somebody that I adored, but what for?
How much more?
You seem like a fucking dream to me
Somebody that I never really knew
You seem like a fucking dream to me
Somebody that I adored, but what for?
How much more? How much longer will it take to forget you?
To forget you