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Oh, the morning of the comedown My eyes on the road She's tugging at the stitches Shaking in the cold (In the cold, in the cold) She says, "Pull into the servo, honey I need to get some air" Hover in the brake light, lit up She's pulling out her hair (Pulling out her hair, out her hair) My head's filled with lots of nothing C'mon, you must think something of him Fall in love to fall right out And break apart without a sound (I don't understand) I could start with saying that I'm confused But I don't think I can hold myself back I don't wanna wait for you I don't get why you think like that And it's too late to pick up I guess I'm over it now 'Cause what you tell me ain't the truth It seems I best be over you My head's filled with lots of nothing C'mon, you must think something of him Letras de cancionesFall in love to fall right out And break apart without a sound Well, I've never felt like I was coming of age So I don't fear the change She said, "Can you walk me home? It's 7pm outside and the light is gone" Are you gonna stay clear? Was that the idea here? What was that one line You told me the last time? Said I never felt like this But that was a lie, 'cause I haven't felt in years She said, "Call me when you get home" I would if I could, if I hadn't lost my phone And my head's filled with lots of nothing C'mon, you must think something of him Fall in love to fall right out And break apart without a sound And I've never felt like this before From Letras Mania