[Mark Hoppus]
Your bed is the last battlefield, a nuclear weapon
Let's search and destroy all the innocent throats we can step on
You bury your face underneath, halfhearted confessions
You poison yourself with the thought I won't love you to death
[Tom DeLonge]
Black lights across my face
Words that we'll never write
Wait for the phone to ring
Back to the starting line, go
[Tom DeLonge]
I don't feel pain, but I feel more than you'd ever know
I don't feel shame, I don't have highs, but I've got some lows
I feel a bit cursed, I've been numb and sinking down like a stone
I don't feel pain, but I feel more than you'd ever know
More than you'd know
[Mark Hoppus]
I shook all the leaves from your tree and left you with nothing
I can't see the colors you see, they won't see me coming
The ivy is starting to creep, it grows through the awnings
It's dawning on me that I shouldn't be trying at all
[Tom DeLonge]
Black lights across my face
Words that we'll never write
Wait for the phone to ring
Back to the starting line, go
[Tom DeLonge]
I don't feel pain, but I feel more than you'd ever know
I don't feel shame, I don't have highs, but I've got some lows
I feel a bit cursed, I've been numb and sinking down like a stone
I don't feel pain, but I feel more than you'd ever know
More than you'd know
[Tom DeLonge & Mark Hoppus]
It goes on and on, I swear it don't belong
On and on (We're lonely), I swear we don't belong (Wherever)
(Too tongue-tied forever)
It goes on and on (We're lonely), I swear it don't belong (Whenever)
(Too tongue-tied forever)
[Tom DeLonge]
I don't feel pain, but I feel more than you'd ever know
I don't feel shame, I don't have highs, but l've got some lows
I feel a bit cursed, l've been numb and sinking down like a stone
I don't feel pain, but I feel more than you'd ever know
More than you'd know
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