quiet crime

How many times have you been in a bed together While all I can do is daydream ours The plates in front of me are cracking And my reflection is shaded in the dark Like a photograph left in the rain, indiscernible

I trace your name in the glass But it disappears before I can grasp Every shadow in the room feels heavier And I feel smaller, barely there

Daydream ours, but it's only mine Every heartbeat, a quiet crime I watch the world through fractured glass Hoping someday these cracks will pass

What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime

The laughter blooms a daisy in the foiled carpet I taste the sweetness of a love I can't remember Your warmth is a ghost that brushes past my skin And I'm left chasing shadows that might have been

I reach for you in midnight light (light) But you're already gone out of sight The plates keep breaking, the mirror bends And I keep pretending it never ends

Daydream ours, but it's only mine Every heartbeat, a quiet crime I watch the world through fractured glass Hoping someday these cracks will pass

What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime

I count the steps that take me to an endless pace I whisper your name, and the wind gushes to my ears I'm stuck between what's real and wished Every daydream is a hit or miss (oh fuck, what a quiet crime)

Daydream ours, but it's only mine Every heartbeat, a quiet crime I watch the world through fractured glass Hoping someday these cracks will pass

What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime

Daydream ours, but it's only mine Every heartbeat, a quiet crime I watch the world through fractured glass Hoping someday these cracks will pass

What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet crime What a quiet hmm

Maybe, maybe one day, when I open my eyes, the story will be ours