January کے بول

It's only January And I've learned too much this year Trust no one that you think you can Everyone's a liar, and the truth is out there But you, you couldn't get Far enough away from me Far enough away You can tell by the bags Under my tied eyes That I can't get used to living bed to bed And it's keeping me up at night But even the right words Come out the wrong way And catch up to you in time So for now, while you're comfortable with him I'll fall apart at a comfortable distance