You look tired, like you didn't sleep at all.
Or haven't well in a while,
Like where you stand, you could fall.
And your eyes look crimson,
Like you have been crying.
Or your just stoned,
And its something that your hiding.
Like there something that I'm hiding.
Sad songs, they have that sound,
That you've been looking for.
Like when you've lost your voice,
And you don't wanna sing no more.
Like I don't wanna sing no more.
Like there something you've been hiding,
There something I've been hiding.
The things I say to you,
I usually mean about myself.
Like when I say theres nothing stopping us,
From finding something else we love.
Something else we love.
Than what we all know,
And call happiness every so often.
We call happiness every so often.
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