The Lies You Told Me

The sound of cold skin hits a shiny heart
It always seems summer nights take longer to get dark
But I'm going crazy just waiting for three a.m. tonight
It'll be the hour I'll slip into sleep and leave you behind

I wake up to an open window on a rainy Monday afternoon
The chance to actually breathe its air will come soon
You said don't worry but how could I not with you in the air?
I gave you something but too bad I had to take back my share

I used to have an artificial smile but in the making, I gained wings
I used to cry out so you would write another song and hopefully sing
But your voice is far away from what I want to hear
Your voice isn't a missed memory and I smile at the thought that it doesn't shed a tear