The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

I miss the old you Or, "I love you daddy" You ungrateful bitch The more the baddie, more the bratty Take you shopping for them clothes I used to hold you I miss the old me And I never got a single fuckin' thank you from you When it was on, we was on fire

Your mess is mine Hold on, darling This body is yours, This body is yours and mine Well hold on, my darling This mess was yours, Now your mess is mine Talking like we used to do It was always me and you

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

Kiss me like a stranger Baby, hold me like we've never met Every touch, a little danger Like you ain't gotten used to me yet Strike a match, light the fuse You and I, we could use some reckless behavior So, baby, kiss me like a stranger Oh, I got plans

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my

Hold on, hold on She used to make me happy Ain't always cool But it's alright It's not a sad song really It's not a sad song, sad song, yeah And I stopped taking your messages Never stopped loving you So hold on, baby

I'll be alright, be alright Just go with the tide And if you feeling all confused, no you are not on your own Someone once told me babe when the tide gets high, you just get low Hold your breath and take it slow Yes I might get wet, I might get thrown

The falling leaves drift by the window The autumn leaves of red and gold I see your lips, the summer kisses The sun-burned hands I used to hold Since you went away the days grow long And soon I'll hear old winter's song But I miss you most of all my