By The Honorary Title, I'm pulled from seclusion, dragged out of our room
This construction
By The Honorary Title, If, if you want
If you want to be the one
By The Honorary Title, Pulled from the liquor cabinet
Choose your mood and then start
By The Honorary Title, When I said you looked good baby
I was thinking possibly
By The Honorary Title, So you regret the last five years of your life
By The Honorary Title, One, two, three
Everything I, you were, everything I once had
The
By The Honorary Title, Days bunch up in weeks, collaborate in months against me
The
By The Honorary Title, Petals broke from tips of roses
Hidden underneath my arm
All the
By The Honorary Title, What started as a crush became an obsession
It was the
By The Honorary Title, Accentuated by the mobile dungeon of fluorescence
As I fall out
By The Honorary Title, The window fogs from my breath
My face pressed up close,
By The Honorary Title, Oh with the color in your eyes a-blaze, sleeping but