Met you in the dark and look how far it got us Bawling in your arms, a camera was recording Laughter from the patio We were keepin' quiet (All this hiding) Everything you said makes sense But I can't say, "Goodbye" yet
In the end, I believe there's something I can't see In the end, I believe there's something I can't see
Sleep an hour, right up to Sunday Pull out the webcam, show off my body I tried to lay low, right below, light strokes I want some touch from someone I don't know Throw another dollar at a bodybuilder, on me He's on me Wonderful, the sun is comin' up now on me On me
In the end, I believe there's something I can't see In the end, I believe there's something I can't see
I believe there's something I can't see I believe there's something I can't see, woah Only time I find slumber When it is you I am under
Compositor: Ryan Beatty / Austin Anderson / Daniel Fox