How do you expect me to express any feeling
When nothing that you give to me feels anything like feeling
When we talk it's like my mom has picked me up from school
Hey how are you, good
Hey how are you, good
Makes me want to start some shit just for the hell of it
Throw knives until they stick
Throw knives until they stick
I want to drive across the country
Make you remember why you love me
Make me remember why i stayed
Maybe if you could read my lips
You'd feel it pulling you back in
And I wouldn't have to reach so far
Don't make me reach so far
Don't make me reach so far
Don't make me reach so far for you
