The Morning After The Itchyworms

[Verse 1]
Living in the morning after
Everything feels so erased
You forget the sound of laughter
While thinking of the aftertaste

[Pre-Chorus]
It wasn't real
How must I feel?
It wasn't real

[Chorus]
Ah, the morning after
Ah, the morning after

[Verse 2]
When are we getting back together?
At least we'll always have a way
Can't believe that it's all over
Seemed to me like yesterday

[Pre-Chorus]
It wasn't real
That's how it feels
It wasn't real