Winter's colder, memories smoulder

I'm so sad
At how little joy I realised within my time with my ex guy
Before these statues arrived

 

Romance is dead and done
And it hits between the eyes

on this side
The grass is dead and barren
And it hurts between my thighs 

on this side

 

See me here
Meet me here
I don't care
If it's not repeated

 

I want to know who you are
For every second we outrun the moon and dread the sun come up
I want to know who you are
So I don't have to check my stuff's still here when you're gone
I want to know who you are
I want to know who you were

 

 

 

 

- Ex:Re, Romance