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Maggie (Sleep)
02:57
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Trying to find words to explain
Why I can't remember your name
Please tell me one more time
Now it's all coming back to me
How we fit so perfectly
Why'd you throw it all away?
Because I've got to go to bed and say I love you again
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
I hate all of your friends
I'm burning the candle from both ends
What's wrong with useless lies?
Happy as the day is long
When I'm writing this boring song
So I hate everything
Because I've got to go to bed and say I love you again
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
Go to bed and say I love you again
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
Getting up and peering out the back door
Thinking back and I'm knowing what you left for
I'm still searching for and answer
I'm so tired of this mess
Now I'm looking for a reason by the front door
Watching footsteps going sideways on the back porch
I know you now and I knew you yesterday
I've never seen this side
Because I've got to go to bed and say I love you again
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
Go to bed and say I love you again
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
Go to bed and say I love you again
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
But I still can't seem to get you out of my head
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2. |
7:30am
03:38
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Need another way out
You're calling all the shots now
Hearing color, seeing sounds
You're gonna have a breakdown
By the way I'm strung out
And it's all your fault now
No I will not hear you out
Need another way out
You're calling all the shots now
Hearing color, seeing sounds
You're gonna have a breakdown
By the way I'm strung out
And it's all your fault now
No I will not hear you out
Don't tell me to calm down
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Toob Sox
05:15
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On 88th and Third they took your life
Miss my baby more and more all the time
Walking all alone feeling dead inside
Telling you I'm good but it's not alright
Oh dont stop to watch the end
You'll never know just what's in hand
I built my whole life up and threw it away
'Cause me with no you just ain't the same
I don't wanna live this way
I think that I fell on my face
I'm feeling like I'm so alone
I miss you 'cause you're not at home
Now my head's full of regret
Sometimes I wish we never met
Baby I am such a mess
I forgot about the way you look
So remind me now just how long it took
Can't you see where it all went wrong
Who's to know I'm barely hanging on?
I was never one to lose a fight
But going in now I think I might
I've gone to far, I've shot too low
Now I've got nowhere left to go
I don't wanna live this way
I think that I fell on my face
I'm feeling like I'm so alone
I miss you 'cause you're not at home
Now my head's full of regret
Sometimes I wish we never met
Baby I am such a mess
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She Thinks I'm Alex Seattle, Washington
She Thinks I'm Alex is a pop-punk band from Seattle, Washington formed in 2015. The band consists of Sam King (Rhythm Guitar and Lead Vocals), Jeremiah Bresler (Bass and Backup Vocals), Trevor Kinman (Lead Guitar), and Caleb Larson (Drums).
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