Birthmark Acoustic

That red wine birthmark on your Shoulder. Two winters longer than a Fling. Could try again when we are Older. Maybe the time could kill the Sting. I wake up, it's fine. In the morning light, I feel sort of over It. And it's not like I lay awake and Cry over someone undeserving. I'm space and time, gotta swear I'm fine, But it's when I go to bed, when I Go to bed. Do you remember last December? Screaming our heads off on the Frost. And now all of our friends are watching us The way you watch something combust. And the words that hung hot in the air. And how dumb did you think that I was? 'Cause none of your lies were adding up. Now I know. I know, I know I'm better off, But... I wake up, it's fine. In the morning light, I feel sort of over It. And it's not like I lay awake and Cry over someone undeserving. I'm space and time, gotta swear I'm fine, But it's when I go to bed, When I go to bed. I wake to find your memory. Replay that same soccer mommy Song for an hour 'til you Leave. Whichever first provides Relief. Was there a time before you, me? I watch us from the mezzanine. Where once there was a bolder man, You cower now in comic Sans. I wake up, it's fine. In the morning light, I feel sort of over It. And it's not like I lay awake and Cry over someone undeserving. I'm space and time, gotta swear I'm fine, But it's when I go to bed, when I Go to bed.