Bright lights de Days In December

Spill my words out like water on the floor
i've waited here and i'm too far gone
Second listen. (i'm waiting)
dying season
Too late hold tight
were moving
overjoyed i see again
too late hold tight
were moving now
Red lights
i follow home tonight
And i never cried
to feel like it was something
that it was better than all those days
I'll make you laugh twice as loud
as i search to speak the words, that i've never said before
ill make you laugh twice as loud
And i never cried
and ill admit i don't understand
to feel like it was something
that it was better than all those days.