House party at a friend of a friends house Wasn't gonna come but I did and I'm here now And I feel like crying I catch your eye, fake a smile on the way out I call a cab but it's late and I'm stuck here now And I'm freaking out
We used to have big dreams now we're small talking You're morphine and I'm relapsing How did it come to this?
'Cause some days Every little thing feels like heartache And I'm starting to think that it's always Gonna be this way Without you Without you
Get us a drink, hear you laugh, then I see it You kiss a guy on the cheek and you mean it And I feel like dying I want you leavе, no I don't I want you to stay but you won't How do I move past this? A lonely paralysis
'Cause somе days Every little thing feels like heartache And I'm starting to think that it's always Gonna be this way Without you Without you
Some days Every little thing feels like heartache And I'm starting to think that it's always Gonna be this way Without you Without you
Compositores: Martin Luke Brown (Martin Brown), Nicholas James Wilson (Nick Wilson), Mark Elliot ECAD: Obra #36998926