I had a feeling, um, guess I can't do enough
I shouldn't have to tell you that you love me
But don't you wonder why old pictures make you cry?
Or why the thought of me don't hurt like it used to
(maybe it's you, maybe it's me)
The more that I speak, the more I feel so numb
And when the words just get in the way how do you want em?
But don't you wonder why old pictures make you cry?
Or why the thought of me don't hurt like it used to
(maybe it's you, maybe it's me)
The more that I speak, the more I feel so numb
And when the words just get in the way how do you want em?
I feel sick, I feel numb
Tell me you get where I'm coming from
When the words just get in the way how do you want em?
The more that I speak, the more I feel so numb
And when the words just get in the way how do you want em?
I feel sick, I feel numb
Tell me you get where I'm coming from
When the words just get in the way how do you want em?