Conan Gray — Those Days

I tried so hard to love your name Oh, I tried so hard to breathe instead Of falling apart at your fingertips Nothing gets worse than this We were the greatest Top of the world But we were fading Under the bills Pressure was building I could feel you breaking Screams are the worst, I Didn't know you were able And quickly we cracked And quickly we burned Quiet and softly But violently still We almost figured it out Almost made it through But you topped it out We just didn't squeeze through And I know you really didn't like the way I cried your name But I hope you really didn't mind the way I was those days And some things Some things always stay the same You put your hand on my window And bite your cheek You put your hand on my window And count to three And I know you really didn't like the way I cried your name But I really hope you didn't mind the way I was those days And some things Some things always stay the same You put your hand on my window And bite your cheek You put your hand on my window and count to three You put your hand on my window and bite your cheek You put your hand on my window and count to three