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fresh snow on the suburbs |
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staying at my parents |
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it hasn't been a good year |
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but things are all right here |
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sleeping in the spare room |
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that used to be my bedroom |
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even though I'm home now |
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I feel completely homeless |
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I'm looking at the moon |
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shining on the snow |
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and everything was blue |
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except the Christmas lights |
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walking round the basement |
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where my band used to practice |
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sometimes I don't want to make new friends |
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sometimes I just miss my old friends |
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but I'm seeing someone new now |
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she calms my heart down |
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but I'm too scared to tell her |
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how crazy I can get sometimes |
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I'm looking at the moon |
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shining on the snow |
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and everything was blue |
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except the Christmas lights |
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I never feel better after I cry |
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I spent 6 months of my life just wanting to die |
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I'm learning how to be alone without be lonely |
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learning how to be lonely without losing my mind |
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I'm looking at the moon |
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shining on the snow |
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and everything was blue |
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except the Christmas lights |