ex machina Lyrics

I guess you never told me

The shape you like the best

Of circle, squares, or spirals

I traced along your back

Cracks along the windows

Your picture on the shelf

Nothing here would tell you

That I was here as well

The feel

Was real

But I left no trace in that apartment

Came wrapped in cellophane

Any evident affection has been washed down the drain

Only memories in my brain

I guess I could've left you

A message at the tone

Ask me why I haven't

I'd tell you, "I don't know"

Hanging in the closet are styles you've outgrown

And if I'd let you closer

I'd surely be alone

But the feel

Was so real

I left no trace in that apartment

No fingerprint or stain

Any evident affection

Has been washed down the drain

Only memories remain

The feel

Was Real

The feel

Was so real