Sour

I colour the walls, so I can watch the paint dry
Time is a myth, so I just let the clock die
The waitin' is breakin' and it's takin' its toll
A kiss on the lip and a crack in the soul

If we keep pushin' our luck
It's gonna catch up

It's sweet, but it's bitter, you're gone for the winter
It's a worry of mine
Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour
Just day-old wine

I don't wanna act like these butterflies
Aren't my worries comin' to life
Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour
But not the good kind

Hours away from bein' miles apart
You're takin' a plane, and you're takin' my heart
It's such a shame that nowhere feels like home
What's there to gain if we're sleepin' alone?

If we keep pushin' our luck
It's gonna catch up

It's sweet, but it's bitter, you're gone for the winter
It's a worry of mine
Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour
Just day-old wine

I don't wanna act like these butterflies
Aren't my worries comin' to life
Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour
But not the good kind

I'm pickin' my battles and you're pickin' me up
Piece by piece
I'm missin' the point 'cause I'm bottlin' up
All these memories

I keep on thinkin' that you'll be home
'Cause I know that's where you wanna be
Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour
But not the good kind

There's blood in the water, I don't wanna drift farther
So, I'll see ya tonight

It's sweet, but it's bitter, you're gone for the winter
It's a worry of mine
Like oil and water, it's the heat of the summer
It doesn't sit right

I don't wanna act like these butterflies
Aren't my worries comin' to life
Like lemons in water, it's a hit of the sour
But not the good kind



Credits
Writer(s): Sydney Sierota, Graham Sierota, Noah Sierota
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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