The Surrealist Lyrics

Well It's a little unfair

For you to say you want this

It's a little unfair

It seems like you don't

Claiming you're not ready

When you're asked about this

Feeding me false hopes

To keep me on the back burner

But these thoughts of you

Keep my head spinning

Craving your affection

Makes me toss and turn

But once left

In silence

The growl of our hunger grows

Once time

Brings us closer

We'll get to give this thing another go

The gentle thumps

Of your beating heart

Soft whimpering

Makes me fall apart

The ways you bend

An abstract work of art

The scent of skin still lingers in the dark

The gentle thumps

Of your beating heart

Soft whimpering

Makes me fall apart

The ways you bend

An abstract work of art

The scent of skin still lingers in the dark

Is this my last chance

With you

There's so much of you left to know

And all I

Need to

Is feel like there's a shred of hope

Is this my last chance

My last chance

Is this my last chance

There's so much of you left to know

It's a little unfair

When you say you want this

It's a little unfair

Cause I know you don't

But with him nearby

Bide this distance

And the bags you clench

Refusing to let them go

But it's not my business

To tell you how to live

It's just a little unfair

For you to leave me hanging so

But once you

You come back

I can't imagine trying to take it slow

I long for

The chance to

Relearn the parts of you I used to know

The gentle thumps

Of your beating heart

Soft whimpering

Makes me fall apart

The ways you bend

An abstract work of art

The scent of skin still lingers in the dark

The gentle thumps

Of your beating heart

Soft whimpering

Makes me fall apart

The ways you bend

An abstract work of art

The scent of skin still lingers in the dark