Isn't it strange for me to complain
And mourn the loss of something I never had
There's no sense behind crying over you
And yet here am I, lying in the blues
It's a funny feeling, one that I can't do
What a state to be in, do I have to lose you too?
Do I have to lose you too?
Do I have to lose you too?
Now that you're gone, I think it's about time
That I climb in my head, leave your words unsaid and rest my mind
It's a funny feeling, one that I can't do
But to make it better, do I have to lose you too?
Do I have to lose you too?
Do I have to lose you too?
Do I have to lose you too?
Do I have to lose you too?