Texty: Mona Ray. They Call This Sincerity. The Getaway.

You think youve got me figured out
You always know exactly what to say to me
You think youve got me figured out
You always know exactly what to say to everybody
But if its gravity thats holding you down
Maybe you should turn your back on everything
But if its me thats keeping you in this town
Maybe you should go ahead and leave
Because we all need room to breathe, believe me

Im thinking that its time that I should go
Ill be leaving sooner than you know

You think youve got me figured out
You always know exactly what to say to me
But its the kiss thats the kill
And it keeps you coming back
We all need room to breathe (believe me)
But if its gravity

You can figure this out on your own
And I wont say a word (just know)
Ill be waiting for you if you fall

(Id hate to see you go)
Dont hold back
Youre heart is moving on
Im moving on