Fa La La کے بول

You're out there having fun, and I need you. I'm alone with this song About being empty And the fear of missing out It's hard to be alone, Now eight miles i've walked Up and down the hall. Long hall. Oh god, I miss my girl, It's only been a night. I miss the last time that we had a fight. Isn't it sad? Won't you say it's bad? I don't care and if i have to I'll read your books Because they'll remind me of you. And i'll learn your notes So that i have a clue And i'll watch your films, So that I know them through and through And I'll do the things that remind me of you And I'll wash my hair in your shampoo And I'll buy your perfume and spary it 'round my room And I'll smoke your cigarettes so that I'm dying too And I call you up Fa la la la Fa la la la Fa la la la oh, am I sane? Am I sane? Am I sane?