Splinter In My Eye

I've loved everything about you that hurts
So let me see your moves
Let me see your moves
Lips pressed close to mine
True blue

But the prince of any falling empire knows that
Everybody wants
Everybody wants
To drive on through the night if it's a drive back home

Things aren't the same anymore
Some nights it gets so bad
I almost picked up the phone

Trade baby blues for wide-eyed browns
I sleep with your old shirts and walk through this house in your shoes
I know it's strange

It's a strange way of saying that I know
I'm supposed to love you
I'm supposed to love you