Here's my analogy:
I'm to you as you're to me.
Well the tv's turned to static
But I'm still in bed
Well the day breaks
and I play dead
cause I can't fake
that
Lately when I wake up all the numbers on my
Do you ache like I do for the days I
I slept on the futon and listened to sounds in
I want to walk in the cold
with your arm
Every time I think I'm feeling better,
I feel better
I was an island before you came along,
Put your boat
Hey, you feelin' something?
I say I'm all for jumping
Off this
I woke up at seven
Rode the bus until eleven
Called ex-lovers,
I always say I'm tired of fighting,
tired of writing
I'm sinking deeper to the bottom of my mattress
Waiting for
I couldn't get to sleep last night
'cause my mind
The jig is up.
You know how I feel.
Now
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