| I was only wanting | 
| Hour on the phone like | 
| Feel your reason start to shift | 
| You really think you could give yourself away? | 
| Half a moment living in the sunsets of our youth | 
| I kill the world, was it enough to turn us loose? | 
| You never notice when my breathing gets loud | 
| But give yourself a break | 
| Another summer in your eyes | 
| Another mind made up | 
| Nothing ever made you mine | 
| Painting me powder blue | 
| Like the reflections in your room | 
| We could just take a day | 
| Acting around a double view | 
| Turned up with a cracked wrist | 
| Honouring intentions | 
| Dancing in the pouring rain | 
| You don’t deserve to miss every chance you get | 
| I discovered that you wouldn’t like to give up lust | 
| It makes me wonder if you’d ever give me trust | 
| I heard you think I’m not the quickest catch | 
| But you know I’ve got your flame | 
| It’s just a lover’s bet to lose | 
| One o' clock I’ll turn round | 
| To follow other paths you choose | 
| Painting me powder blue | 
| Like the reflections in your room | 
| We could just take a day | 
| Acting around a double view | 
| Counting the time in three | 
| Love’s an illusion, hard to keep | 
| Spinning the dark in half | 
| To make it all fall back in peace | 
| We’re chilling through like it’s just another day | 
| (I'll take your word for it) | 
| We’ll treat the weeks like they’re for free | 
| Thought soften your voice, I know exactly what you’re supposed to do | 
| To the slick other boys, I could say anything I wanted to | 
| It’s just a lover’s bet to lose | 
| One o' clock I’ll turn round | 
| To follow other paths you choose | 
| Painting me powder blue | 
| Like the reflections in your room | 
| We could just take a day | 
| Acting around a double view | 
| Counting the time in three | 
| Love’s an illusion, hard to keep | 
| Spinning the dark in half | 
| To make it all fall back in peace | 
| We’re chilling through like it’s just another day | 
| (I'll take your word for it) | 
| We’ll treat the weeks like they’re for free | 
| Thought soften your voice, I know exactly what you’re supposed to do | 
| To the slick other boys, I could say anything I wanted to |