Stars

Sweetness
Sweetness never suits me when I get up to take you home
Maybe it's love
Love at first slightly drunk
Now I'm walking with the sun in my mouth
Worry
Worry is a well
Going to let it fall tonight from where we stand
What can't be decided
In the morning it will bring itself to you
I can see what's coming but I'm not saying it
Sickness
Weakness at the thought of how you're going to play
How long should I stay
Promises
Promises never cease to assist it
Now I'm back on my back
Please bite your words
Hurry
Hurry to believe
I can always trust as much as you deceive
What can't be decided
In the morning it will bring itself to you
I can see what's coming but I'm not saying it
What's your middle name
How do you play the game
I'll be the first to leave
When did I grow up
I don't want to say too much
I'll be the first to leave
What can't be decided
In the morning it will bring itself to you
What can't be decided can fool you into thinking maybe you can choose
I can see what's coming
I can see what's coming
I can see what's coming but I'm not saying it