The Rooms We Lived In - Lastelle

Distance makes the heart grow colder

Believe the lies my mind has made to keep you from the truth

Constant faith for the things that matter

Oh lover, the cracks are starting to show

Are you still here?

I need to know that things will still get better

But you won’t give me the chance

The cracks begin to show

And you don’t know

But you don’t know

Will you utter my name when you speak of the past?

This feeling’s starting to swallow me up

Because, because I know it won’t last

Because I know it won’t last

Because I know it won’t last

I can’t stand to look in the mirror

My own reflection, my own restrictions

'Cause staring back is the person, the person you want me to be

Distance makes the heart grow colder

Believe the lies my mind has made to keep you from the truth

But it’s too hard to let go

Constant faith for the things that matter

Oh lover, the cracks are starting to show

I’m not ready to (I'm not ready) to say goodbye (to say goodbye) to you

'Cause we both know ('Cause we both know), we’re not who we used to be

Constantly circling these rooms that we lived in

I’m finding it hard to breathe, I’m finding it hard to breathe

My head is aching from all of these holes in the walls

But I still find it hard to leave

But I still find it hard to leave

Even though there is nothing left, nothing left for you and I

You and I

You and I