6'10 - Atlantic Lyrics

Under the illusion
Of what I thought we had
Was just like the sensation
Of getting up too fast

I hear the words repeating
It sounds just like it does
When the temper hits the ceiling
And nothing really works

I'm thinking about it
Way more than I should

All the leaves
In the city you live
I wonder if they're still green
Outta reach
With my emotions
And all of the Atlantic between

You said you had your reasons
But none of them made sense
Still without a question
I'd do it all again

You'd think I learn my lesson
It's been a year or two
But all of my obsessions
They're pointing straight at you

I'm thinking about it
I wish you did too

All the leaves I wonder if they're still green like me