Hurricane
I've been keeping my composure
While you find me in somebody else
You're saving face replacing what we were
Cause you're calling after you've outgrown her
Cause who's gonna love you like I would
who's gonna spend all your hurt like I should
The night's really something
Like wind on my face
I'm feeling nothing
No ache in my brain
I'm feeling vacant
But I can't complain
Cause I'm not a hurricane
aching to be saved
when you're calling out my (name)
You've been craving for some closure
While I'm older than the pictures of the old us and you know
So you still keep that sweater in your drawer,
Heard your friends made me the face of all the shadows you hoard
Cause who's gonna love you like I would
who's gonna spend all your hurt like I should
The night's really something
Like wind on my face
I'm feeling nothing
No ache in my brain
I'm feeling vacant
But I can't complain
Cause I'm not a hurricane
aching to be saved
When you're calling out my (name)
Tell me that you're sorry but I don't believe you now
gave myself away when I couldn't give anything at all
You're just a call away you'd leave it all if I would rather stay
But I'm feeling nothing
And I've got no pain
When you're calling out my name
When you're calling out my name
While you find me in somebody else
You're saving face replacing what we were
Cause you're calling after you've outgrown her
Cause who's gonna love you like I would
who's gonna spend all your hurt like I should
The night's really something
Like wind on my face
I'm feeling nothing
No ache in my brain
I'm feeling vacant
But I can't complain
Cause I'm not a hurricane
aching to be saved
when you're calling out my (name)
You've been craving for some closure
While I'm older than the pictures of the old us and you know
So you still keep that sweater in your drawer,
Heard your friends made me the face of all the shadows you hoard
Cause who's gonna love you like I would
who's gonna spend all your hurt like I should
The night's really something
Like wind on my face
I'm feeling nothing
No ache in my brain
I'm feeling vacant
But I can't complain
Cause I'm not a hurricane
aching to be saved
When you're calling out my (name)
Tell me that you're sorry but I don't believe you now
gave myself away when I couldn't give anything at all
You're just a call away you'd leave it all if I would rather stay
But I'm feeling nothing
And I've got no pain
When you're calling out my name
When you're calling out my name
Credits
Writer(s): Dylan Thomas Truscio, Nathaniel Morgan Poynter, Peter Charles Brodie, Michael Timothy Crowe, Matthew David Crowe
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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