Album Name

Infinite Things

Artist

Paloma Faith

Genre

POP

Release Date

2020.11.13

Release Agency

Sony Music

We're having conversations
no one's talking
I'm hearing footsteps
but nobody's walking
No signs of love or life
but someone's watching me
The bed's not made
there's dirty dishes in the sink
Will you look me in the eye
Check my pulse I'm still alive
Cause we're far too young to die
I am so sick and tired
of this negative space
Feels like a curse the day
we traded pleasure for pain
When we're together we're alone
It's got me slowly losing hope
I'd be better on my own
Instead of living with a stranger
living with a stranger
I gave my word
and I don't break a promise
I'm not out here looking
for all the options
But will we dance again
I'm missing the taste
of your love
It's like I lost a friend
lipstick marks a trace of us
Will you look me in the eye
Check my pulse I'm still alive
Cause we're far too young to die
I am so sick and tired
of this negative space
Feels like a curse the day
we traded pleasure for pain
When we're together we're alone
It's got me slowly losing hope
I'd be better on my own
Instead of living with a stranger
living with a stranger

Acting defensive to me mmm
Can't handle your complacency
I am so sick and tired
of this negative space
Feels like a curse the day
we traded pleasure for pain
When we're together we're alone
It's got me slowly losing hope
I'd be better on my own
Instead of living with a stranger
living with a stranger