I'm passed out in your garden I'm in I can't get off so soft I'd pop myself in your body I'd come into your party, but I'm soft I used to see you every day I danced around your folk and soul I danced to all your fucking soul I left you with your nose a

So get over yourself My Saturday nights are brighter I've never felt better I didn't used to be when I heard you were seeing somebody else Yeah I'm hoping you're thinking that every move that I'm making Is just a game that I'm playing because my heart is

We're still the kids we used to be, yeah, yeah I put my hand on the stove, to see if I still bleed Yeah, and nothing hurts anymore, I feel kinda free Some day, some day I've been tryin' to make you love me But everything I try just takes you further from