Nothing, in the Dark
I haven't felt this alive in days
Well not since I learned you were leaving
Sitting there
Next to your grave
Well she said
Don't blame me
Feel sorry
It's all the same
I know it doesn't matter much to you
But one day I'll finally be done pretending
That I am still mad at you
And every day just feels the same
With a head that never rests
And everything just sounds the same
When you cut out everyone else
I guess I'm sorry things got this bad
Or that I couldn't keep this weight here on my chest
I think my whole life
I've been afraid
That there'd be some things left to say
And now I just can't take it back
I think I'm falling off the track
And every day just feels the same
With a head that never rests
And everything just sounds the same
When you cut out everyone else
But you never really had it
Never really found true love
No you never really had it
Hold onto that dial my love
And every day just feels the same
With a head that never rests
And everything just sounds the same
When you cut out everyone else
But you never really had it
Never really found true love
No you never really had it
Hold onto that dial my love
Well not since I learned you were leaving
Sitting there
Next to your grave
Well she said
Don't blame me
Feel sorry
It's all the same
I know it doesn't matter much to you
But one day I'll finally be done pretending
That I am still mad at you
And every day just feels the same
With a head that never rests
And everything just sounds the same
When you cut out everyone else
I guess I'm sorry things got this bad
Or that I couldn't keep this weight here on my chest
I think my whole life
I've been afraid
That there'd be some things left to say
And now I just can't take it back
I think I'm falling off the track
And every day just feels the same
With a head that never rests
And everything just sounds the same
When you cut out everyone else
But you never really had it
Never really found true love
No you never really had it
Hold onto that dial my love
And every day just feels the same
With a head that never rests
And everything just sounds the same
When you cut out everyone else
But you never really had it
Never really found true love
No you never really had it
Hold onto that dial my love
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Writer(s): Tristan Foster
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