[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?