Cuffing Season

Settling frown lines Sometimes I forget your mine Hesitant to commit I don’t wanna waste my time But that’s not love that’s not love Maybe we are getting too close Paranoid permanence is just an empty promise Sometimes I like being on my own I’m afraid of winding up alone Feelings fade into fear When you’re mentally not here Sometimes doubt re-appears Everything’s become unclear But that’s not love that’s not love Maybe we are getting too close Paranoid permanence is just an empty promise Sometimes I like being on my own I’m afraid of winding up alone Maybe we are getting too close Paranoid permanence is just an empty promise Sometimes I like being on my own I’m afraid of winding up alone But that’s not love that’s not love