Charlotte Lawrence - Slow Motion

The colors are fading now
Is it quite where you’re sleeping
Your records, my empty house
I wish I knew what you were feeling
Fighting of instinct while you hold your pride
Back to the beginning it swallows my mind
You’re all that I think about
I even see you when I’m dreaming
I wish that I could hate you my baby
I wish that when I left that you would’ve chase me
I didn’t want to change but you made me
Now you’re telling all your friends that I’m crazy
Hard to believe that you ever really loved me
I made believe that you ever really cared when you touched me
I know that I’ll be moving on in slow motion