Worst Nights

All my worst nights I've spent in
Homes that aren't mine in a suburbia;
I'm wasting my time
But all my best days I've spent in
Company of you
Oh, how I wish that wasn't true

And I almost have forgotten
How you looked at me when I was crying
Seconds later you were smiling
Didn't think I'd make it this far
I'm still screaming on the interstate
But your house is 70 miles behind my car

And it feels so bad
But I think I'm used to that

Guess I'm an emotional masochist
I just can't help it
If no one is hurting me
Who can I be angry at?
At?

And I got another tattoo
I love the needle on my skin
Feels nothing like your fingertips
Found some stupid old picture of you
So I burned it in the kitchen sink
Well, that's a hyperbole

And it feels so bad
But I think I'm used to that

Guess I'm an emotional masochist
I just can't help it
If no one is hurting me
Who can I be angry at?

It doesn't surprise me that I had this coming
If no one is hurting me, who can I be angry at?
At?



Credits
Writer(s): Zoe Bayani
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