Interstate Love Song

Waiting, on a Sunday afternoon, for what I read between the lines

Your lies, feeling, like I harassed the shame

So do you laugh or does she cry?

Reply, leaving on a southern train only yesterday

You lie, promises of what I seem to be only was a time

Goodbye, all of these things you said to me

Breathing is the hardest thing to do

With all I've said and all they said for you

You lied, goodbye

Leaving on a southern train only yesterday

You lied, promises of what I seem to be

Only watch the time go by

All of these things I said to you