Sympathy
(Voicemail:
"Oh hey, it's me.
I don't know if you'll get this, but.
it's been just too much and.
I'm so done with it all and.
it's over.
Bye.")
You're like the fallen leaves on the pavement
You lost yourself and your color again
You're like the trees bending with the wind
You fear the storm.
I am the northern wind, I am cold as ice
under my skin so pale like snow
I'm pouring down on your face
Pouring down on your story so long.
I am a cup of tea
I have burnt your skin just with my touch
You won't come close to me ever again
Won't taste me ever again.
And you're running like a child
The world's got no sympathy this time
You've lost the piece of mind you liked the most, I know
And you're running like a child
From what you know deep inside is right
I was there to hold on tight
As we set our hearts on fire.
We're like a 3-minute song played on repeat
I was singing along
Your mouth wouldn't speak the words
Your ears wouldn't hear my words.
You're like the end of a road
That I regret walking on for so long
Now I'll turn my back
I will find a new map.
You're like the weight of the whole world on my shoulder
You try to bring me down
You make it seem worse than it is
You make me feel worse than I did.
And you're running like a child
The world's got no sympathy this time
You lost the piece of mind you liked the most, I know
And you're running like a child
From what you know deep inside is right
I was there to hold on tight
As we set our hearts on fire.
You're like that one favorite book that I used to love
That I've read a hundred times
I'm gonna burn it down to the ground
I'm gonna throw it out, out, out.
You're like a thought in my head
That I sorted out now, finally
Leave me, leave me, leave me
And get out of my mind
The world's got no sympathy this time
Get out of my head
As I set our hearts on fire (fire... fire...)
"Oh hey, it's me.
I don't know if you'll get this, but.
it's been just too much and.
I'm so done with it all and.
it's over.
Bye.")
You're like the fallen leaves on the pavement
You lost yourself and your color again
You're like the trees bending with the wind
You fear the storm.
I am the northern wind, I am cold as ice
under my skin so pale like snow
I'm pouring down on your face
Pouring down on your story so long.
I am a cup of tea
I have burnt your skin just with my touch
You won't come close to me ever again
Won't taste me ever again.
And you're running like a child
The world's got no sympathy this time
You've lost the piece of mind you liked the most, I know
And you're running like a child
From what you know deep inside is right
I was there to hold on tight
As we set our hearts on fire.
We're like a 3-minute song played on repeat
I was singing along
Your mouth wouldn't speak the words
Your ears wouldn't hear my words.
You're like the end of a road
That I regret walking on for so long
Now I'll turn my back
I will find a new map.
You're like the weight of the whole world on my shoulder
You try to bring me down
You make it seem worse than it is
You make me feel worse than I did.
And you're running like a child
The world's got no sympathy this time
You lost the piece of mind you liked the most, I know
And you're running like a child
From what you know deep inside is right
I was there to hold on tight
As we set our hearts on fire.
You're like that one favorite book that I used to love
That I've read a hundred times
I'm gonna burn it down to the ground
I'm gonna throw it out, out, out.
You're like a thought in my head
That I sorted out now, finally
Leave me, leave me, leave me
And get out of my mind
The world's got no sympathy this time
Get out of my head
As I set our hearts on fire (fire... fire...)
Credits
Writer(s): Dave Roth, Madeline Juno
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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