I am a white tee

You tie dye me until I'm blue

I take it lightly

Guess that's what love will make you do

But your words, they stain my enthusiasm

I can't blame how you were raised

But I'm too far from

Spending six more months wondering when I'll break through to you

I'm not too sweet on feeling used

I'm better off just losing you

Dote on me nightly

Under rain I fade into you

Forget all my needs

Guess that's what love will make you

That's what love will make you do

But those words, they stain my enthusiasm

I can't blame how you were raised

But I'm too far from

Letting your pale hands drain me of all my last youth and navy hues

I'm not too sweet on feeling used

I'm better off just losing you

(I'm losing, I'm losing you)