How I Live Now
Nothing is how it should be
You're not right next to me
Our hands haven't been grasping
When you left
You left me gasping for air
And it isn't fair
You took the wind out of my sails
And now my mind feels like a jail
And every girl I come across
Is way too busy getting sauced to see me
And I don't even care
I'm sick of always hoping you'll show up
And you never show up
Nothing is how it should be
You're not right next to me
Our hands haven't been grasping
When you left
You left me gasping for air
And it isn't fair
You took the wind out of my sails
And now my mind feels like a jail
And every girl I come across
Is way too busy getting sauced to see me
And I don't even care
I'm sick of always hoping you'll show up
And you never show up
Oh, you never show up
You never show up!
Never show up
Nothing is how it should be
You're not right next to me
Our hands haven't been grasping
When you left
You left me gasping for air
And it isn't fair
You took the wind out of my sails
And now my mind feels like a jail
And every girl I come across
Is way too busy getting sauced to see me
And I don't even care
I'm sick of always hoping you'll show up
And you never show up
You're not right next to me
Our hands haven't been grasping
When you left
You left me gasping for air
And it isn't fair
You took the wind out of my sails
And now my mind feels like a jail
And every girl I come across
Is way too busy getting sauced to see me
And I don't even care
I'm sick of always hoping you'll show up
And you never show up
Nothing is how it should be
You're not right next to me
Our hands haven't been grasping
When you left
You left me gasping for air
And it isn't fair
You took the wind out of my sails
And now my mind feels like a jail
And every girl I come across
Is way too busy getting sauced to see me
And I don't even care
I'm sick of always hoping you'll show up
And you never show up
Oh, you never show up
You never show up!
Never show up
Nothing is how it should be
You're not right next to me
Our hands haven't been grasping
When you left
You left me gasping for air
And it isn't fair
You took the wind out of my sails
And now my mind feels like a jail
And every girl I come across
Is way too busy getting sauced to see me
And I don't even care
I'm sick of always hoping you'll show up
And you never show up
Credits
Writer(s): Kristopher Beeks
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