Woorden: 9Flip6. Story Of The Year.

Cover up your face as the wind bites it,
blowing frantically I stop and wonder,
"What the hell am I doing here?"
I see a group of people in the lobby
shaking hands and I'm still outside.
I'm looking in and I'm wondering what I'm missing.

Because of you I can't keep my head on straight.
Watching from a distance I'm watching your every move.
Sometimes at night I get up and listen.
For a second this empty room is filled with everything but you.

I'm walking down the street, can't fight it,
the urge to yell I realize my best friends are home and I'm not there.
When I look into a mirror I see a picture reflecting clear.
I'm feeling good cause I don't need you.
I am what I am, you can't change that.

Because of you I can't keep my head on straight.
Watching from a distance I'm watching your every move.
Sometimes at night I get up and listen.
For a second this empty room is filled with everything but you.

Cover up your face as the wind bites it.
See a group of people in the lobby.
Walking down the street can't fight it.
When I look into a mirror.
Frantically, I stop and wonder.
Shaking hands and I'm still outside.
Feeling good I realize I don't, I don't need you.

Because of you I can't keep my head on straight.
Watching from a distance I'm watching your every move.
Sometimes at night I get up and listen.
For a second this empty room is filled with everything but you