Flatsound - Tire Marks

you and i
on a stranded patch of mountainside
where my wolves come out and howl at night
on that endless hunt for sacrifice
but then you take my hand like you want to go
there are parts of me you can't know
you can take my hand but you have to go
alone

these are not the reasons
to give it up, to give it up
it always falls to pieces but
if this is love then this is love
everybody wants you
to give it up, to give it up
i hope it doesn't haunt you because
you did enough, you did enough

if this is where the fire stops
keep me warm inside your arms
i want to be your final thought
when all that's left are tire marks

i don't know if i want this but we can see
i'm sorry if i hurt you playing make believe
i wanted to help but leave it up to me
to find myself somewhere i couldn't leave

this is where the fire stops
keep me warm inside your arms
i want to be your final thought
when all that's left are tire marks

Written by:
Mitch Welling

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