Framing Hanley

I've scribbled out my view on faith
On waiting until timing's right
I've sat and pondered on this for days
And days and night and nights and nights
I've never been the best with lines
I've got seventeen pantomimes
That give away the words I say
Are nothing that you should believe
All we are is a bittersweet sundown
Little bit love and a little bit letdown
I can't keep you around
I can't keep you around
In this bittersweet sundown
I've had a lot of time to think
About where this all went south
I wanted you less and less until none and done
And now we're all sold out
You can tell me we'll be just fine
Quentin says you've got twenty pantomimes
That give away my first mistake
Was not convincing you to believe