Philosophy Of Love

Still high on a long drive

With a crazy mind

Intertwined and locked in

Cold skin to skin

Chasing paranoia with nostalgia

Let's call it even

Does that sound good to you?

Even serotonin can't fix us

I flew too close to the sun

Now the projection of the one knows I'm mixed up

Knows I'm mixed up

(It's too much)

I see there's honey on your tongue

(Shut up)

Come clean, you're killing all the fun

(That's enough)

Give me a body I can touch

All I need from my philosophy of love

Godless, maybe gun shy

With no reason why

Don't you cry with those closed eyes

Naked side to side

Pushing up the daisies, while we're stuck in daydreams

I know we're fucked

But can you give this to me?

Some would just say that we are just lazy

I peel the rust from all my exes' hearts

And get so sick from hearing the maybe

So maybe

(It's too much)

I see there's honey on your tongue

(Shut up)

Come clean, you're killing all the fun

(That's enough)

Give me a body I can touch

All I need from my philosophy of love

Lost faith, what can I say?

When you know, you know

And I know it shows

Wrong-way on a one way

When you know, you know

Time to let it go

(It's too much)

I see there's honey on your tongue

(Shut up)

Come clean, you're killing all the fun

(That's enough)

Give me a body I can touch

All I need from my philosophy of love