Take a sip, of this American sadness I just wanna sleep tonight We got history that keeps on repeating We don't wanna believe it Oh believe me
It's like we're livin' in slow motion, killin' time, killin' time Rip my heart out of my chest, oh God
Maybe I said too much Or maybe I (maybe I) Maybe I didn't say enough When you're touchin' me, I don't feel a thing Or maybe my (maybe my) , heart's not in it anymore Maybe my heart's not in it anymore Maybe my heart's not in it anymore
(Maybe my, maybe my heart's not in it anymore Maybe my heart's not in it anymore)
Pull it up (pull it up) I put the suitcase in the back of the trunk (of the trunk) Put every state in between the two us Can't believe it, this history, repeatin' history Oh believe me
It's like we're livin' in slow motion, killin' time, killin' time Rip my heart out of my chest, oh God
Maybe I said too much Or maybe I (maybe I) Maybe I didn't say enough When you're touchin' me, I don't feel a thing Or maybe my (maybe my) , heart's not in it anymore Maybe my heart's not in it anymore Maybe my heart's not in it anymore
(Maybe my, maybe my heart's not in it anymore I don't feel a thing Maybe my heart's not in it anymore)
Tell me what I don't wanna hear Let that sink in, insincere Write down my goodbyes You'll drink deep and dry your eyes Maybe I gave you too little of me
Maybe I said too much Or maybe I (maybe I) Maybe I didn't say enough When you're touchin' me, I don't feel a thing Or maybe my (maybe my) , heart's not in it anymore Maybe my heart's not in it anymore Maybe my heart's not in it anymore
(Maybe my, maybe my heart's not in it anymore Maybe my heart's not in it anymore)
Compositores: Lee Antony Newell (Lee Newell), Paige Duddy (Xylo) ECAD: Obra #25031223