Song | Disconnect |
Artist | Man Overboard |
Album | Hung Up On Nothing |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
I drove through Berlin tonight. | |
Straight shot down the highway and through my chest. | |
And I thought about missing you and the meaning of the word futile. | |
I walked around this rainy college campus | |
on a Sunday for three hours. | |
I thought about home and how you wouldn’t be there. | |
And I thought of me and how you just don’t care. | |
But I could swear I saw your reflection | |
in the puddle of rain on the concrete. | |
You were standing next to me and your lips were on my cheek. | |
And I can swear I feel the dissection | |
of the whole me when you leave. | |
And I’ve grown to hate this connection that I weave. | |
I drowned you in alcohol last night. | |
But you poked air holes through my chest. | |
You fought hard to maintain your place in my heart and on my mind. | |
Connections wearing thin. |
I drove through Berlin tonight. | |
Straight shot down the highway and through my chest. | |
And I thought about missing you and the meaning of the word futile. | |
I walked around this rainy college campus | |
on a Sunday for three hours. | |
I thought about home and how you wouldn' t be there. | |
And I thought of me and how you just don' t care. | |
But I could swear I saw your reflection | |
in the puddle of rain on the concrete. | |
You were standing next to me and your lips were on my cheek. | |
And I can swear I feel the dissection | |
of the whole me when you leave. | |
And I' ve grown to hate this connection that I weave. | |
I drowned you in alcohol last night. | |
But you poked air holes through my chest. | |
You fought hard to maintain your place in my heart and on my mind. | |
Connections wearing thin. |
I drove through Berlin tonight. | |
Straight shot down the highway and through my chest. | |
And I thought about missing you and the meaning of the word futile. | |
I walked around this rainy college campus | |
on a Sunday for three hours. | |
I thought about home and how you wouldn' t be there. | |
And I thought of me and how you just don' t care. | |
But I could swear I saw your reflection | |
in the puddle of rain on the concrete. | |
You were standing next to me and your lips were on my cheek. | |
And I can swear I feel the dissection | |
of the whole me when you leave. | |
And I' ve grown to hate this connection that I weave. | |
I drowned you in alcohol last night. | |
But you poked air holes through my chest. | |
You fought hard to maintain your place in my heart and on my mind. | |
Connections wearing thin. |