There's tiny little truths
They're only for you
You wrote them on your hands and let the ink sink through
To cover yourself
In everything that you felt
With a tear in your jeans for every dream that you doubt

It's better from afar, as expectations are
What were expecting? Did you think this all was ours?
cnd tiny little truths, slip away form you
When you realize that good things are the hardest things to do

I walk these streets so cold and empty without you
Hoping I'd find you wherever those sidewalks were winding to
cnd when I said that it all fell through
You said: “isn't that the truth”

So when it makes you move
Let it take over you
It seems the answer's always fleeting, and the questions always new
So we cover ourselves, painting portraits on our shells
I'm just a shaky sketch of the best version of myself

I walk these streets so cold and empty without you
Hoping I'd find you wherever those sidewalks were winding to
cnd when I said that it all fell through
You said: “isn't that the truth”