All This Time

Hey well, you figured me out,
And that's all right now, we got somethin to talk about,
Month of September, fourth floor apartment,
We were the leaves, careless and fallen,
No amount of time can save us now,
All of our secrets are coming out,

Even though, it was perfect,
You'll just say...

That all of this time, we have been pretending,
Believing our own lies, so we never have to give in,

We question purity, as we dragged white sheets through the dirt of our jealousy,
We're still pretending that our hearts are mended, safe from denial yet so offensive,
So obvious we need a change, telling the truth, it feels so strange

Even though, it was perfect,
You'll just say...

That all of this time, we have been pretending,
Believing our own lies, so we never have to give in,
It's all so familiar, that I don't remember, where we went wrong,
Where did we go?

All of this time,
We've been pretending,
Believing our own lies,
So we never have to give in,

All of this time, we have been pretending,
Believing our own lies, so we never have to give in,
It's all so familiar, that I don't remember, where we went wrong,
Where did we go wrong?
Go wrong
Where did we go wrong?