Letra de Big Guys Throw Cones

I've never been the type to mope about shit like this, but I've had a couple drinks and I need to know where this ends. How can I justify always being the nicer guy? Should my policy be just to wait and see? I just can't tonight. I'm a mess. It's 1AM and you know I love you but you can't expect me not to react like this. Canvas shoes, on cold concrete. Tonight I was set up to lose. Outside of the club, Kingston night sky above. I'm feeling pretty dumb, I'm feeling pretty hurt. An ex once told me I was cold because I don't cry; you've warmed these bones I guess. I've not felt this in my lifetime. I'm a mess. It's 1AM and you know I love you but you can't expect me not to react like this. Canvas shoes, on cold concrete. Tonight I was set up to lose.