The xx Night Time

You mean that much to me And it s hard to show Gets hectic inside of me When you go Can I confess these things To you I don t know Embedded in my chest And it Hurts to hold I couldn t spill my heart My eyes gleam looking in from the dark I walk out in stormy weather Hold my words, keep us together Steady walking but bound to trip Should release but just tighten my grip Night time Sympathize I ve been working on White lies So I ll tell the truth I ll give it up to you And when the days come It will have all