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Text: Idle Sons. Sixteen Seasons. Little Bit Less.


Take me only as I am
And don't regret it
Face this fast approaching fall
With eyes wide open
See me
If only when you're dreaming
Inside I am screaming,
Wanting you to let go and start over

I gave a little bit more
And got a little bit less
So now I'm leaving
It was beginning to show
That you couldn't care less
I can't believe it
I thought you were the one
Then you left me here alone
It makes no sense at all

Take me only as I am
And don't regret it
If you regret it
did you lie
Did you cheat on me
If you regret it
Could you see me
If only when you're dreaming
Inside I am screaming
Want you to let go and start over

I gave a little bit more
And got a little bit less
So now I'm leaving
It was beginning to show
That you couldn't care less
I can't believe it
I thought you were the one
Then you left me here alone
It makes no sense at all

I tried for you
Lied, tonight I even cried for you
Why should I die for you
For you

I gave a little bit more
And got a little bit less
So now I'm leaving

I gave a little bit more
And got a little bit less
So now I'm leaving
It was beginning to show
That you couldn't care less
I can't believe it

I gave a little bit more
And got a little bit less
So now I'm leaving
It was beginning to show
That you couldn't care less
I can't believe it

I thought you were the one
Then you left me here alone
It makes no sense at all

It makes no sense at all [3x]
Idle Sons