Burnt (By The Sun)

Four walls closing in with regret
I can tell by your silence
Give up just in time to regress
Confidence in you is low

Feeling more misguided

On and on this isn't vital
What should I know?

I want to know if I'm falling backwards
Searching for your kindness
Reeling from your woeful request
Sending thoughts of fear down low
Feeling more reminded

On and on this isn't vital
What should I know?
Crawling through the bullshit recourse
It's better left untold

Waiting for the Sun
To bring you right back here

Pining for the warmest embrace
Just to end up cold