Red Flags And Long Nights

Sick of trying to find a way insideSick and tired of all the afterSick of trying to find a way to slideEven though it always ends in laughterIt's never hard to tell when things are doneShe looked into my eyes and a voice said 'runShe says that I'm a mess but it's alrightYou can occupy my every sigh,You can rent a space inside my mindAt least until the price becomes too highI can find a reason that we should quitI can find a reason to do itI can find excuses for all my shitShe tells me just to work right through itShes pretty and I like her but she's too wellCause I need red flags and long nights and she can tellIts not that it's my fault it's just my styleBeginning with a look and then a smileYou can occupy my every sigh,You can rent a space inside my mindAt least until the price becomes too high [x2]She don't need a thing, she don't need saving or a layShes got all the friends around and you can hear them say:He's not into you he's into the idea ofBut little do they know that she's not throughYou can occupy my every sigh,You can rent the space inside my mindAt least until the price becomes too high [x2]