Truce

It’s looking like a storm is on it’s heels
It’s looking like the sky is feeling ill
Getting older every day
The things that I resort to are a shame
Riding on a wave is such a thrill
Getting older every day
The things that we resort to are a shame
Keeping you at arms length is a skill
You were proud and I was waiting to call this thing a truce
You were proud and I was waiting to call this thing a truce
Feeling this I know it’s hard to tell
It’s sad how I fucked you either way
I was tired I was tired and confused
Not knowing what to do
You were proud and I was waiting to call this thing a truce
You were proud and I was waiting to call this thing a truce
You where talking like you know everything
Interrupting conversation time and time again
I was giving you the best years of my life
Pretending to be free
You were proud and I was waiting to call this thing a truce
You were proud and I was waiting to call this thing a truce