Backseat

Every word I say lately is an empty promise
So I guess that makes me as bad as you
I'm starting to believe that
To you
Love is a three-letter-lie
I'm scared to death
I don't want to lose you again
Even though third times a charm
You're always on my mind
But not how you used to be
How much to you actually mean to me?
I mean way more to you than you want to believe
I think you're using me But I'm using you too
This time I have to reject you
And you get to lose me
I say all of this without any sense of doubt
But when I see you
My thoughts drift away
And the empty space in my mind is filled with you
These cashmere tears aren't fading
I just can't let you have me