The Drums - Book Of Stories Lyrics
You're perfect photographs on the wallAnd if I know you you're okI don't wanna dance anymoreI don't wanna sing anymoreI don't wanna dance anymore we used to singI thought I'd be ok till I hit that floorI thought I'd be fine till I needed moreI thought I'd be ok till I hit that floorOh, I need more I need more I need moreI thought my life would get easierInstead it's getting harder, instead it's getting harderI thought my life would get easier, Instead it's darker, instead it's getting colder... Without youMy life's a book of short stories, And we wrote a new one everydayI don't understand anymoreYou don't love me anymoreI don't understand anymore and I can't thinkWhy can't I let you go?Why can't I let you go?Hate you I wanted to hate you