Sunburn - Alexander Wolfe

I tell lies on 45s and I sunburn easy

I waste time between the lines till I’m lost completely

I’m chasing regrets again

And you might have to lose to win

The fallen are all above

Well, to love or to be loved is a choice worth making

I drink wine on picket lines with a nervous aching

I hang love from stars above, its a tree worth shaking

They’re placing their bets again

And they might have to lose to win

The fallen are all above,

Well, to love and to be loved is a risk worth taking,

So I’m turning out the lights,

To see what I can find in the dark,

Another broken mirror fight,

But I don’t want to fight anymore,

No I can’t see the light anymore