Lyrics

*Whistling* I lost my feelings and my senses Well I'll try to buy 'em back I asked but it was too expensive Don't know where my money's at I've accepted that I'll never be the way I was I'll probably never be again There were things you know that I never could shake off Maybe I just need a friend Maybe I just need a friend Maybe I just need a friend And it's cool We are fools Confused We are fools Forty days to make my way out Forty nights of fool We all break up then we get down What's left to lose? I've accepted things will never be the way they were They'll probably never be again There were things you know that I never could shake off Maybe I could be your friend Maybe I could be your friend Maybe I could be your friend And it's cool We are fools Confused We are fools *Whistles* And it's cool We are fools Confused We are fools And it's cool We are fools Confused We are fools
Writer(s): Jared Maldonado, Ben Berger, Ryan Mcmahon, Timothy Lauren Heller Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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