[Intro]
You really thought I'd make it happen
I really thought this would be different
But it isn't, and I'm guilty and it kills me
[Chorus]
I don't know why I feel so goddamn cold
I don't know-oh-oh-oh-oh
I don't know-oh-oh-oh-oh
I don't know why I feel so damn strange
Is that okay-ay-ay-ay?
Is that the way-ay-ay-ay?
[Verse 1]
Uh, I hear them but I don't respond to indirect bullshit that requires any thought
I know the truth is in my heart and happiness can't be bought so they're wasting all their time trying to figure out the cost of it
When your story's short, but the plots are thick
You end up reading tons of books and not recalling shit
The only difference I can see between then and now is now everything is bad and that is how we got herе
I love the moments right bеfore you think you too drunk and everything is perfect and more just isn't enough
When she smiles cause she thinks you kinda cool
Right before the phone rings and everything is ruined
She looks at me and tells me that she doesn't know herself today
I say that I'll remind her if she ever does forget again
She says it's not the same and I agree, that things are different
Like it all looks strange when you see it through a dimmer light
I guess it's true, the first cut is the deepest of them all
I can see my bones through my clothes
Uh, she'll regret it, that single shit gets played out
Drink until you're brave enough to hook up on the way out
And when she does it I'll than likely not care cause my heart was in it then but now it's not there
Now our mutual acquaintances avoid the topic
I used to have it all and then I lost it
You really thought I'd make it happen
I really thought this would be different
But it isn't, and I'm guilty and it kills me
[Chorus]
I don't know why I feel so goddamn cold
I don't know-oh-oh-oh-oh
I don't know-oh-oh-oh-oh
I don't know why I feel so damn strange
Is that okay-ay-ay-ay?
Is that the way-ay-ay-ay?
[Verse 1]
Uh, I hear them but I don't respond to indirect bullshit that requires any thought
I know the truth is in my heart and happiness can't be bought so they're wasting all their time trying to figure out the cost of it
When your story's short, but the plots are thick
You end up reading tons of books and not recalling shit
The only difference I can see between then and now is now everything is bad and that is how we got herе
I love the moments right bеfore you think you too drunk and everything is perfect and more just isn't enough
When she smiles cause she thinks you kinda cool
Right before the phone rings and everything is ruined
She looks at me and tells me that she doesn't know herself today
I say that I'll remind her if she ever does forget again
She says it's not the same and I agree, that things are different
Like it all looks strange when you see it through a dimmer light
I guess it's true, the first cut is the deepest of them all
I can see my bones through my clothes
Uh, she'll regret it, that single shit gets played out
Drink until you're brave enough to hook up on the way out
And when she does it I'll than likely not care cause my heart was in it then but now it's not there
Now our mutual acquaintances avoid the topic
I used to have it all and then I lost it
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