t9
Okay, okay, I hear you loud and clear
Got your hands on me, when I do it right here
I got a way too little law, lost self control
I'm a runaway train when you're with me, oh
Put my body through a hell of a lot
Just to sit for a minute, and try to shut all my mind off
But, hey, fuck it if its all that we got
Let's run with it, baby, I'm too tired to talk
It's hard to reason when I feel alone
T9 me, only the real ones know
A lot has happened in a couple of years
Used to be boys don't cry, now, I'm tears for years
The way you look at me, it kills
Why does the cup feel empty, the second it fills?
Why do I torture myself? (Torture, oh, 'self)
The way you look at me, it kills
How come, I can't seem to get thrills?
Why did I do this so well? (So well, oh, so)
Do we die in love? Or do we live for what?
So much for not sucking, we really fucked that up
I know you know what I'm thinking, you just don't give a fuck
I can't tell you how to feel, that's just that's just too much
Too leaving when I feel alone
T9 me only the real ones know
So much has happened in a couple of years
Used to be girls don't cry, now, it's tears for years
The way you look at me, it kills
Why does the cup feel empty, the second it fills?
Why do I torture myself?
The way you look at me, it kills
Why does the cup feel empty, the second it fills?
Why do I torture myself? (Torture, oh, 'self)
The way you look at me, it kills
How come, I can't seem to get thrills?
Why do I do this so well? (So well, oh, so)
Got your hands on me, when I do it right here
I got a way too little law, lost self control
I'm a runaway train when you're with me, oh
Put my body through a hell of a lot
Just to sit for a minute, and try to shut all my mind off
But, hey, fuck it if its all that we got
Let's run with it, baby, I'm too tired to talk
It's hard to reason when I feel alone
T9 me, only the real ones know
A lot has happened in a couple of years
Used to be boys don't cry, now, I'm tears for years
The way you look at me, it kills
Why does the cup feel empty, the second it fills?
Why do I torture myself? (Torture, oh, 'self)
The way you look at me, it kills
How come, I can't seem to get thrills?
Why did I do this so well? (So well, oh, so)
Do we die in love? Or do we live for what?
So much for not sucking, we really fucked that up
I know you know what I'm thinking, you just don't give a fuck
I can't tell you how to feel, that's just that's just too much
Too leaving when I feel alone
T9 me only the real ones know
So much has happened in a couple of years
Used to be girls don't cry, now, it's tears for years
The way you look at me, it kills
Why does the cup feel empty, the second it fills?
Why do I torture myself?
The way you look at me, it kills
Why does the cup feel empty, the second it fills?
Why do I torture myself? (Torture, oh, 'self)
The way you look at me, it kills
How come, I can't seem to get thrills?
Why do I do this so well? (So well, oh, so)
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Writer(s): Garrett Lockhart, Lights Valerie Anne Poxleitner
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