Sour (Softest Version)

Composed by：Camille Poliquin/Laurence Lafond-Beaulne

Produced by：Milk/Bone

I hear the news and my gut drops to my toes

I'm sick I'm sour I need some type of lull

But the room is full of people

Hate this place the music's awful

I could have bet my mother's life on our love

You made me trust you draw a future for us

But in a heartbeat turned around

A better offer called your line

Slide your fingers through my hair

Take me back to the house

You'd drive to when you were sad

I don't wanna win this race

Won't be letting go of your hand

Dig my nails in the blue of your veins

Don't make me pack up my heart

I don't wanna be this way

But I don't know how to deal

My heart is hooked and yours has healed

I've never hurt this much before

I wanna go back in time for more

I'm so sick of all the tears

My cheeks are soaked and yours are clear

I've never loved this hard before

I need more time I need you more

My skin is craving every bit of your touch

The way we played so soft just twisted enough

A million kisses shared in bed

We never slept we laughed instead

Slide your fingers through my hair

Take me back to the house

You'd drive to when you were sad

I don't wanna win this race

Won't be letting go of your hand

Dig my nails in the blue of your veins

Don't make me pack up my heart

I don't wanna be this way