Text: The Marble Index. That Day.

Please don't look at me with this sad face
Makin' me think of things I shouldn't say
I need a day to empty out all of this space
I'm surrounded

And I've been thinking about the way you are
But I'm embarrassed by that day
The day you turned and walked the other way
Like you do

Caught a cold, way up here, I guess I'll figure out
So true, the way you are is overbearing love
Caught a cold, way up here, I guess I'm losing sleep
You don't call, you don't write, I guess I'll figure out

Make me move or get out of my way
Your hands are cold from dying everyday
So many things I'd rather just not say
I'm lying

And I've been thinking about the way you are
But I'm embarrassed by that day
The day you turned and walked the other way
Like you do

Caught a cold, way up here, I guess I'm losing sleep
So true, the way you are is overbearing love
Caught a cold, way up here, I guess I'm losing sleep
You don't call, you don't write, I guess I'll figure out [Incomprehensible]

Caught a cold, way up here, I guess I'm losing sleep
So true, the way you are is overbearing love
Caught a cold, way up here, I guess I'll figure out
You don't call, you don't write, I guess I'll figure out [Incomprehensible]