Margaux - Matilda Mann

Composed by：Matilda Mann/Jonah Summerfield

Another day another room

And nothing new to say

But pretty eyes that match

The sky and softness

In her face

She can't decide and

Never cries I think that's

Just her style

Margaux stay a little while

Countless hours spent

Outside to waste

Her time away

An overbearing

Endless staring into

Out of space

I can't recall

The time before

I felt so out of place

Margaux left

Without a trace

Sunday mornings

Are quieter these days

And when do I get back

The time we wasted

We both know there's

No one else to blame

Margaux left and

Nothing felt the same

Another meal in silence

And I don't know

What to make

My room is still

A mess and my hair

Is just the same

I contemplate and wait

For something just to

Make me move

Margaux said

I'd never lose

Sunday mornings

Are quieter these days

And when do I get back

The time we wasted

We both know there's

No one else to blame

Margaux left and

Nothing felt

Margaux left it's

For the best

Margaux left and

Everything has changed