It's late
I still haven't heard from you
You forgot
You'd be asleep but I woke you
Why care?
Either way we lost a day again
You're so nice
I'm caught in your vice
Paint me knowing so I don't ask again
Paint me loving you can't fake again
Paint me the fire you once felt for them
I feel nothing when you're so nice
How can
How can you say that?
How can
How can you say that?
Paint me worry creasing your face and then
Paint me sorry in your eyes begin
To paint me a memory that I can hold within
Cause I feel nothing
I'm caught in your vice
