Something New
You come alive, I'm coming dead
Hide from your fears this is the end
This is the end, this is the end
Short stint with you was all it took
I'll break the walls, come have a look
At what you've done, I'm not the one
I'm not the one, look what you've done
It's such a shame that it's all over
Couldn't make it if we tried
Don't tell me you were sober
You were drunk and I was high
Now I sit in solitude dear
While I wait for something new
Thought moving south would make me feel good
Through it all I still feel you
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
For something new
You're facing up, I'm underground
You're on your own, I'm upside down
Not to be found I'm underground
You're checking in, I'm checking out
What's done is done, it's over now
All over now, I'm checking out
I fucking hate that it's all over
And I hate we never tried
Don't tell me you were sober
You were drunk and I was high
I still sit in solitude dear
Still wait for something new
Thought moving south would make me feel good
Through it all I still feel you
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
For something new
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
It's such a shame that it's all over
Couldn't make it if we tried
Don't tell me you were sober
You were drunk and I was high
Now I sit in solitude dear
While I wait for something new
Thought moving south would make me feel good
Through it all I still feel you
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
For something new
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Hide from your fears this is the end
This is the end, this is the end
Short stint with you was all it took
I'll break the walls, come have a look
At what you've done, I'm not the one
I'm not the one, look what you've done
It's such a shame that it's all over
Couldn't make it if we tried
Don't tell me you were sober
You were drunk and I was high
Now I sit in solitude dear
While I wait for something new
Thought moving south would make me feel good
Through it all I still feel you
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
For something new
You're facing up, I'm underground
You're on your own, I'm upside down
Not to be found I'm underground
You're checking in, I'm checking out
What's done is done, it's over now
All over now, I'm checking out
I fucking hate that it's all over
And I hate we never tried
Don't tell me you were sober
You were drunk and I was high
I still sit in solitude dear
Still wait for something new
Thought moving south would make me feel good
Through it all I still feel you
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
For something new
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
It's such a shame that it's all over
Couldn't make it if we tried
Don't tell me you were sober
You were drunk and I was high
Now I sit in solitude dear
While I wait for something new
Thought moving south would make me feel good
Through it all I still feel you
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
For something new
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
Waiting, waiting, waiting
For something new
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Writer(s): Tyne James Organ, Christopher Collins
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