How fast the thrill fades when we meet
Climbed into your accounts to fall asleep
Your face a trick of the light
It's getting better
How fast the thrill fades and turns to fear
I hope to stay unseen on the streets
I'm too nervous to speak
Not Getting Better
The real me rolls up to work with my hair in last night's tie
The real you looks bloodless in the bathroom mirror
Oh friends look out for me
Do i know u or do we just double tap on each other's feelings
I'm getting better
Or i see you thru a light box, pastel blue
Crossing out the dots of red and black on our faces
The real me rolls up to work with my hair in last night's tie
The real you looks bloodless in the bathroom mirror
The real me rolls up to work with my hair in last night's tie
The real you looks bloodless in the bathroom mirror
(How fast the thrill fades)