Cuffing Season

Settling, frown lines
Sometimes I forget you′re 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