Tired Hearts - Trophy Eyes

Sleepy head

I sit here and watch your eyes, flitter under your eyelids

Do you think of me

Like I dream of us

While I’m awake

I can’t believe

Everything I’ve ever fucking said, Comes down to this

You caught me

Running on the spot

Red handed

Red handed

I’m a liar

And a coward

Sleepy head

Sleepy head

Sleepy head

We’re dead