[Verse 1]
I can see your breath in the window
Written I'm sorry
You're fogging up friendship
I don't want to say it back
Do I need this stress or a symbol?
I don't know probably
The fate of my conscience
Never thought much of that

[Pre-Chorus]
Could be easier to drive you mad
Like I'm Jason Statham
Do I know how to keep it all intact?
No

[Chorus]
I think I'm dying in the subtlety
Lying 'bout the worst of me
I just wanna stay on track
Crying like it hurts to be
What we wanted initially
Why don't you just cut some slack?

[Verse 2]
Like peaches, apple pie, or strawberry cream
It's like you haven't tasted pain and suffering
To drive it home in words easily explained
Love is just a passion with a four-letter name
[Pre-Chorus]
It could be easier to make you mad
Just need a little more pressure
The indecision couldn't make you crack
Like it was now or never
Would you pretend to see the pain I lack?
Just for the simple pleasure
Could make a movie out of the laughs we had

[Chorus]
I think I'm dying in the subtlety
Lying 'bout the worst of me
I just wanna stay on track (I just wanna stay on track)
Crying like it hurts to be what we wanted initially
Why don't you just cut some slack?