Lux کے بول

I've got a sinking suspicion It might be something in your tone That you would leave me here to find my own way home You can take my peace Leave me rotting like the leaves But I won't ever let you say you cared about me Ha, my collar in your fist Pulling me into your kiss And suddenly, I knew my body was not my own You push and I give away Collapsing inward like a cave And I feel naked without taking off any of my clothes (Whoa!) In a crowded high school dance In a cloud of peach alcohol I let myself get drunk on the idea that you loved me 'Cause in here, I'm suffocating But out there, I feel so small What a wonder to be anything at all When I hear your pretty words I should be listening to the sound Of my feet against the ground in the opposite direction How do you expect me To figure myself out When I cannot tell the difference between bad and good attention? Everybody telling me that life goes on Meet me tonight in the garage I'll show everybody telling me that life goes on Meet me tonight in the garage Meet me tonight in the garage, uh