hey, well you figured me out and thats alright
now weve got something to talk about
month of september
fourth floor apartment
we were the leaves
careless, and falling
no medicene can save us now
all of our secrets are coming out
even though it was perfect
youll just say that

all of this time, we have been pretending
believing our own lies so we never have to give in

we questioned purity as we dragged white sheets through the dirt of our jealousy
were still pretending our hearts are mended
safe from denial yet so defensive
so obvious we need a change but telling the truth would feel so strange
even though it was perfect
youll just say

all of this time, we have been pretending
believing our own lies so we never have to give in
and its all so familiar that i dont remember
where we went wrong, where did we go...

all of this time, we have been pretending
believing our own lies so we never have to give in

where did we go wrong?