If I let myself alone for even a second
things might slow, and I'll go reckon
With the **** that I pulled
The **** that I did
Don't have that energy
I'll sleep instead

This couch is so cold, your arms even more so
Still
I let them wrap 'round my torso
Don't think I'm in love, know you're not either
Otherwise, love, wouldn't you leave her?
But maybe I can't and that's just the thing
Everyone's heart is controlled by red strings
But mine just feels lonely
Mines just afraid
I've never had ludus feel like more than a fling