Blood Orange en The American Scene

You spend so much time thinking over the past
But I’d never blame you
I’ve been known to move on just a little too fast
We’re so good at faking
I’ve been sneaking glances through car windows on the freeway
One of these days I won’t be so afraid of the faces all doing the same

If this is what you call love, well then I’ve had enough
The space between you and me weighs more than your company

He’s been gone so long; I just can’t understand
Your reasons for leaving
I always tried so hard just to be that man
Who could make you forget him
There’s a joke on both of us that’s buried somewhere near here
One of these days while you’re digging up graves
You’ll run across it at think of my name

If this is what you call love, well then I’ve had enough
The space between you and me weighs more than your company

If this is what you call love, well then I’ve had enough
The space between you and me weighs more than your company
Weighs more than your company