do you accept your sins,
when the morning comes and goes,
you lay with your arms wide open,
But nothing ever gets close,
When the light is never bright enough,
Could this be the moment i miss you the most-
when you take me for the most imperfect being,
when you're gone and i can't make any memories.
Do you accept your sins,
Do you accept my sins
oh is this how it feels to be happy for someone else,
to put yourself last to end up in a dark room all by yourself
all by yourself