Lyrics

You left the room at 12am
Fireworks rose while we were overspent
You clasped it all and down we went
Cheap hotel, nine thousand was the rent
Still I know
What I pine for
You
These consequences are mine
Oh, the ills of a fickle mind
StillIi know
What I pine for
You
We're splintering apart
We're lovers from afar (repeat x4)
Written by: Nathan Menon, Tom Day
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