Stationary (Early Mix)

We spent a year or so twisting in the sheets With my broken brain still stuck on repeat Turn it up, tune it in, ease my mind And with the antidote stuck between the cheats Is it time to grow up, is it time to leave? I don't know, but I'm always losing time We stand up, we stand out I'll raise my doubts I never seem to know what she's thinking Now by the winter it was getting kinda strange I kept my distance but she thought that I would change Maybe yes, maybe no -- I can't say And now the undertow is pulling with the tide It's so condescending, a war of pride Oh, the times we tried We stand up, we stand out I'll raise my doubts I never seem to know what she's thinking We give up, we give in We both could win I'm never hanging onto her again I said no, no, no We all dress in metaphors I can't help but think there's something more We spent a year or so twisting in the sheets Now December's over, but May's still sweet And we give what we can until we're gone