Philosophy Of Love

Still high on a long drive
With a crazy mind
Intertwined and locked in
Cold skin to skin
Chasing paranoia with nostalgia

Let's call it even
Does that sound good to you?
Even serotonin can't fix us
I flew too close to the sun
Now the projection of the one knows I'm mixed up
Knows I'm mixed up

(It's too much)
I see there's honey on your tongue
(Shut up)
Come clean, you're killing all the fun
(That's enough)
Give me a body I can touch
All I need from my philosophy of love

Godless, maybe gun shy
With no reason why
Don't you cry with those closed eyes
Naked side to side
Pushing up the daisies, while we're stuck in daydreams

I know we're fucked
But can you give this to me?
Some would just say that we are just lazy
I peel the rust from all my exes' hearts
And get so sick from hearing the maybe
So maybe

(It's too much)
I see there's honey on your tongue
(Shut up)
Come clean, you're killing all the fun
(That's enough)
Give me a body I can touch
All I need from my philosophy of love

Lost faith, what can I say?
When you know, you know
And I know it shows
Wrong-way on a one way
When you know, you know
Time to let it go

(It's too much)
I see there's honey on your tongue
(Shut up)
Come clean, you're killing all the fun
(That's enough)
Give me a body I can touch
All I need from my philosophy of love