Have You
I'm feeling pretty low
And I know that I shouldn't be
(so you're welcome to cave)
But when I'm feeling high
And I try to ride atop the clouds as long as I can
(tumble down)
It seems like I'm wringing out my brain like sponge
I'm sane but I'm done
Searching for a reason but I ain't got a one
And now it's almost like this pain's getting fun
Here I could be teaching you
About the things I do
Show off the love I hold
Pour out my heart and soul
But you are gone
I can't recall what it's like
To have you here
Wish that I could press my nose
Up against the clothes
That I had when you were around
(why'd you go?)
But since I don't
'cause they're washed out and old
It's relatable, but I'm in control
(not so sure)
It seems like I'm wringing out my brain like a sponge
I'm many but I'm none
Wearing all these faces so I can't pick the one
And now it's almost like this pain's getting fun
Isn't it fun
Isn't it cool
Living my life without you
I just want to help
Left on the shelf
I'm like a set of dead tools
Feel like a fool
Thinkin of you
After your gone I'm old school
I'll just forget
I'm on the run
When does the pain start getting fun
Here I could be teaching you
About the things I do
Show off the love I hold
Pour out my heart and soul
Thinking of all the food
I could have made for you
Show off the love I hold
Embrace you when you're cold
But you are gone
I can't recall what it's like
To have you here
And I know that I shouldn't be
(so you're welcome to cave)
But when I'm feeling high
And I try to ride atop the clouds as long as I can
(tumble down)
It seems like I'm wringing out my brain like sponge
I'm sane but I'm done
Searching for a reason but I ain't got a one
And now it's almost like this pain's getting fun
Here I could be teaching you
About the things I do
Show off the love I hold
Pour out my heart and soul
But you are gone
I can't recall what it's like
To have you here
Wish that I could press my nose
Up against the clothes
That I had when you were around
(why'd you go?)
But since I don't
'cause they're washed out and old
It's relatable, but I'm in control
(not so sure)
It seems like I'm wringing out my brain like a sponge
I'm many but I'm none
Wearing all these faces so I can't pick the one
And now it's almost like this pain's getting fun
Isn't it fun
Isn't it cool
Living my life without you
I just want to help
Left on the shelf
I'm like a set of dead tools
Feel like a fool
Thinkin of you
After your gone I'm old school
I'll just forget
I'm on the run
When does the pain start getting fun
Here I could be teaching you
About the things I do
Show off the love I hold
Pour out my heart and soul
Thinking of all the food
I could have made for you
Show off the love I hold
Embrace you when you're cold
But you are gone
I can't recall what it's like
To have you here
Credits
Writer(s): John Wills, Katherine Story
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