Woorden: Julia Nunes. Roles Reversed.

My ear can't hold a pencil
And my mind can't keep a thought
And my arms aren't nearly strong enough
To hold the shit I've got

But stop feeling sorry for me
That's great, you've got your sanity
But apologies are not
What I need

I'm going out
I'm going out
To get my mind off you
I'll have a drink or two

I know this might be rough on you
Don't worry - I've been in your shoes
We've only got a friend to lose
This sucks and you know it too

The thrill of the chase caught up with me
They paid me back comically
Either I can't stand them, or they don't want me
What do you think it means?

I'm going out
I'm going out
To get my mind off you
I'll have a drink or two

Cross my heart, cross my eyes
Cross my fingers, hope to die
Bury me with the friends I've lost
They say that pain is the cost of love, of love
(No one said this would be easy)

I knew it had to happen soon
Just sucks it had to be with you
The songs I once sang for you
I'll still thing them, though the meaning's new

Roles reversed and then press play
Can't think of anything to say
But how many times
Can one heart break?

I'm going out
I'm going out
To get my mind off you
I'll have a drink or two

I'm going out
I'm going out
I'm going out
I'm going out


(Thanks to ChaosAxis for correcting these lyrics)