out the window

Out the window it's getting cold
The smoke alarm is getting old
There's nothing left inside my soul
There's nothing to say anymore
You won the war; I'm going home
You left me standing in your home
You looked at me a way we know
Away we try & then let go

What's left to feel inside is fine
But empty space is in my mind
Maybe I could be too young
To really understand what's wrong

Well I've been a bit tired lately so maybe I'm not right
But I still feel like the last time I checked, you were fine
& if you don't wanna listen anymore I guess that's fine
By now you can skip to the next song
You probably should have a long time ago

I see that picture every night
Of what I felt like then outside
I see that guy who thinks I'm lame
I still don't even know his name



Credits
Writer(s): Charlie Zumkehr
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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