Monarchs - Truths in the Ceiling

I thought you gave me what you got then
No plans of keeping
I had a little you a lot then
And no way of seeing

That you’d give me what you gave before the sunrise
You’d leave me with no footing in the daylight

I couldn’t give you what I felt then
You tied ropes to the feelings
You bound me in your web then
You asked for my shillings

I went
I went back home
I lived like I had lived before
When you had
You had gone it alone
You never dialed my number on the phone

Blue blue blue sky
Red rain
Red eyes
Black black black night
Long way
Longer drive

I couldn’t give you what I held then
The truths in the ceiling
You were a razor to my melt down
My mess made for spilling

I went
I went back home
I gave you what I gave before
When you had
You had done it alone
You never dialed my number on the phone

Blue blue blue sky
Red rain
Red eyes
Black black black night
Long way
Longer drive