gravity

I'm homesick but I'm sick of home. I had you but I had to go.

I got all the space I needed, who'd have known?

After a suitcase and a flight away, my headspace keeps pulling me back to your place.

No matter how far I go, you've never felt so close.

I thought that it'd get easier. I thought that it'd get better with time.

When I leave your orbit, I swear it's over, I'm through.

Gravity is working backwards, stronger when you're far from me.

And it keeps pulling me back in.

And half of me is tethered to your body, wanting not to leave.

But I keep on crash landing in your gravity.

Ooh, gravity.

Ooh. I was lovesick, now I'm sick of love.

I'm done trying 'cause all it does is keep me from sleeping, chronically bleeding, trying to bottle up the flood.

And I tried to meet someone new. They're just a cheap imitation of you.

The further we stretch, yeah, the harder it gets to try and resist your, resist your gravity.

It's working backwards, stronger when you're far from me. And it keeps pulling me back in. Keeps pulling me back in.

Half of me is tethered to your body, wanting not to leave.

But I keep on crash landing in your gravity.

Ooh, gravity.

Your gravity. Gravity.

Ooh, gravity.

Falling into