Place in Time - Summer Wars

It’s hard to write about love when I’m just not sorry

Missed all of your signals and you just stopped calling

Priorities are fucked, beyond out of luck

Vapid, insecure, I should have seen this coming

I should have seen this coming

We were a place in time, a particular mood

A convenient excuse to make love in your room

Same hardwood floors, see nothing has changed

You still hate my guts, I still love you in vain

Would you listen to yourself right now?

You’re not making any sense

You like the world to change around you

When you could simply make amends

Occupying all of my thoughts these days

Then you went and walked away

We were a place in time, a particular mood

A convenient excuse to make love in your room

Same hardwood floors, see nothing has changed

You still hate my guts, I still love you in vain

Is love ever enough?

We’re breaking down

And still no closer

Have you called my bluff?

These dreams die harder

We can’t start over

We were a place in time, a particular mood

A convenient excuse to make love in your room

Same hardwood floors, see nothing has changed

You still hate my guts, I still love you in vain