Thornhill My Design
In search of perfection
You lack direction
You should've listened to me
Hate is a reflection
I just can't give you affection
Creeping up and in return
I was never really yours to burn
We aren't designed to last
And we are moving all too fast
I told you so just to let it go
Not at all to take it slow
I don't want to stay here
You shouldn't want to either
In control I can't pretend
I don't want to see your face again
In control I can't pretend
I'm not yours to defend
You should've listened to me
I want to let go