Lyrics
and i guess that would be my fault
And i m so careful to keep your secrets, you may be sleeping soundly but i will not let you lie
and it s time to open up those blinds and let it shine
It s getting late and the sun is in the sky, and it s time to open up those blinds and let it shine
And i m so tired of not looking at that thing that we ignore, on those sleeping dogs you let lie
It s in the pocket of your shirt, and it s time to open up those blinds and let it shine
And you know why, what do i do this for, and i guess that would be my fault
and i m so tired of not looking at that thing that we ignore
My skin is stiff and sore, and i guess that would be my fault Sleeping, my skin is stiff and sore
and i m so tired of not looking at that thing that we ignore
It s in the pocket of your shirt, cause i can see the truth when you lean over, it s getting late and the sun is high in the sky
Cause i can see the truth when you lean over, you got that microscope to my gut, i m so tired of not moving
You got that microscope to my gut, it only means i have no way of knowing if it s all in my head, and unspoken might feel like mercy but all it means is there s things you ve
And it s time to open up those blinds and let it shine, and unspoken might feel like mercy but all it means is there s things you ve
I always wondered where you got the notion that your silence does not hurt, you got that microscope to my gut
And it s time to open up those blinds and let it shine, you got that microscope to my gut
and that is not a one-way offer so i ll tell you what
and that is not a one-way offer so i ll tell you what
And unspoken might feel like mercy but all it means is there s things you ve, it s getting late and the sun is on the rise
and that is not a one-way offer so i ll tell you what
it s getting late and the sun is on the rise
and i guess that would be my fault
And i guess that would be my fault, it s in the pocket of your shirt
And i m here to open up those blinds and let it shine, it s in the pocket of your shirt
What do i do this for, on those sleeping dogs you let lie
It s getting late and the sun is high in the sky, i m so tired of not moving
And i m here to open up those blinds and let it shine, and i m here to open up those blinds and let it shine Kris, you got that microscope to my gut
It s getting late and the sun is in the sky, i m so tired of not moving
And it s time to open up those blinds and let it shine, it s getting late and the sun is in the sky
And i m so nervous that you ll see me seeing if you turn your face anymore, and i guess that would be my fault Kris, my skin is stiff and sore
And you know why, my skin is stiff and sore