How I Really Feel
I’m still smiling on the outside, still thinking ‘bout the way I did try
I’m still thinking ‘bout the way you left me high and dry
I’m still lonely and a phony
Tryna deal with something wrong with me
I’m still wondering are you feeling like I’m the one who’s the problem
I’m still figuring out the way to your heart
But I never wanted to see it go
But I never wanted to be the one to not take it slow
But I’ll never seem to learn my lesson
But I’ll never seem to wake up
Can we cuddle like the old days?
and pretend everything’s alright?
For one more precious night
And it’s just some déjà vu turning into a routine
Without anyone to see me through
Woah-uh Woah-uh-oh, without anyone to see me through
Woah-uh Woah-uh-oh, without anyone to see me through
Woah-uh Woah-uh-oh, without anyone to see me through
Woah-uh Woah-uh-oh, without anyone to see me through
I’m not trying to be someone else tonight
Different place, different suburb and it’s gonna be alright
I’ve just got a bit too much whiskey flowing through my veins
But I could never seem to get out of the pouring rain
I’m a basin and a tragic hero, not gonna be the one you know
Can we cuddle like the old days?
and pretend everything’s alright?
For one more precious night
And it’s just some déjà vu turning into a routine
Without anyone to see me through
Woah-uh Woah-uh-oh, without anyone to see me through
Woah-uh Woah-uh-oh, without anyone to see me through
Woah-uh Woah-uh-oh, without anyone to see me through
Woah-uh Woah-uh-oh, without anyone to see me
Gave a little too much, cared a little too much
Yet you’re so damn soft to the touch
Gave a little too much, cared a little too much
Yet you’re so damn soft to the touch
Gave a little too much, cared a little too much
Yet you’re so damn soft to the touch
Gave a little too much, cared a little too much
Yet you’re so damn soft to the touch
Gave a little too much, cared a little too much
Yet you’re so damn soft to the touch
Can we cuddle like the old days?
and pretend everything’s alright?
For one more precious night
Can we cuddle like the old days?
and pretend everything’s alright?
For one more precious night
And it’s just some déjà vu turning into a routine
Without anyone to see me through