- Songwriters: Torquil John Campbell, Evan Whitney Cranley, Patrick Mc Gee, Amy Millan, Christopher Allen Seligman
Sweetness, sweetness never suits me
When I get it out to take you home
Maybe it's love, love at first light
We drunk and we're walking with the sun in our life
Worry, worry isn't well
Gonna let it fall tonight from where we stand
What can't be decided?
In the morning it will bring itself to you
I can't see what's coming but I'm not saying it
Sickness, weakness at the fall
Of how you're gonna play, how long should I stay?
Promises, promises never cease to assist it
And now I'm back on my back, please bite your words
Hurry, hurry to believe
I can't always trust as much as you deceive
What can't be decided?
In the morning it will bring itself to you
I can't see what's coming but I'm not saying it
What's your middle name?
How do you play the game?
I'll be the first to leave
When did I grow up?
I don't want to say too much
I'll be the first to leave
What can't be decided?
In the morning it will bring itself to you
What can't be decided?
Before you enter thinking maybe it will choose
But I can't see what's coming, I can't see what's coming
I can't see what's coming but I'm not saying it
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