Time Passive

  and i wouldn't lie
  it's been no holiday living here
  though all the window blinds light up like fourth of july
  i've only felt the right kind of calm
  when they've strummed me slowly a night time song
  but mostly twelve months thinking about what i've done wrong
  and you would kiss me and say that it was home
  now this is home, i've passively build a world alone
  and now going elsewhere i'm feeling no kind of rush
  just another hideout for me to feel too much
  
   and i'll forget everything that he said
   just not yet, cause i'm in here
   but i can't get to bed