't sweat it It's over now Our time ran out Oh, oh, oh oh oh Oh, oh I took enough But i'm giving it up You didn't have to see thing my way Nothing more
Wide awake, my mistake So predictable You were fake, I was great Nothing personal I'm walking Who's laughing now? (Who's laughing, who's laughing now
I fought it for a long time now While drowning in a river of denial I washed up, fixed up, picked up All my broken things 'Cause you left me Police
This city, so pretty All the moon-lit skies will be hanging like a cigarette So stunning, start running Tonights like a knife which she cut me with her
(Lost in stereo, lost in stereo) (Lost in stereo, lost in stereo) She works for the weekend Mixtape of her favorite bands Turning up the radio Lost in
Oh my God, I'm such a terrible mess. I'm turned on by the tabloids, you would never have guessed, that I'm a sucker for their gossip, man I take it too
3 p.m on my feet and staggering Through misplaced words and a sinking feeling I got carried away Sick, sick of sleeping on the floor Another night,
My ship went down In a sea of sound When I woke up alone I had everything A hand full of moments I wished I could change and a tounge like a nightmare
I admit, I miss seeing your face babe, (seeing your face babe) And being alone is starting to take its toll, (toll) I'm cold and it's getting old, (getting
Manage me I'm a mess Turn a page, I'm a book Half unread I wanna be laughed at Laughed with, just because I wanna feel weightless And that should be
Are you having trouble finding sleep at night, Or does your lack of conscience tell you every-thing's alright, I trust your good intentions, that you
this just friends I'm happy if your happy with yourself Take off your shirt your shoes Those skinny jeans I bought for you We're diving in there's nothing
I've got a house in the back of my head But I can't find a permanent resident 'Cause the mark gets down And the area's not so good these days I've got
She's in a hotel where she won't tell And it's damn well killin' me If I could find her, I'd be kinder I'd stand behind her like she used to do for
Got some money in my pocket, got my ticket in my hand Ain't got time to talk, ain't got time to explain Ain't gonna ride a Greyhound or a midnight
It sure is cold tonight out here on this highway And my mind is on someone warm and far away Although it's been all wrong I know I'd make it right
I'll fix some coffee while you check on your flight Be sure to call me when you get there tonight I put a card and a candle in your overnight Baby
She ran out of luck and started sweatin' bullets She tried to get a job but she couldn't do it Now she's livin' in a suitcase out on the street He
