Cities.

V1.

Come back to the shadows of my dark past

They’re stuck to your skin and you can’t shake the glimmer of my sin

Bet you’d never get over it

Step into a forecast, atlas think about

What you got ahead, a new girl in your bed.

Bet she’d never get over it.

And I’ll just think about cities until we’re dead.

V2.

Cry like a baby, it’s what you want to see me do, I won’t give into you.

Well, I already gave enough.

Remembering your first rate, switch-bait love-game

Blaming it on me and knowing all along, it was me you were leaning on

And I’ll just think about cities and moving on

Br.

Oh so slowly, I’ve been holding you down

But you’ve been dragging me down so slowly

Been dragging this out, so slowly.

Come back to the shadows of my dark past

They’re stuck to your skin and you can’t shake the glimmer of my sin.

(c) Cat London Publishing, BMI