Letra de Stripped Down Version
I wrote this down to make it sing just like a song One little part of me is hating where I've gone The living room disheveled, dishes piled up high Your naked silhouette contrasting in the light It's you... It's you... Pull off with guilt from a confusing kiss goodnight I drive with a cell phone burning as You cry yourself to sleep on the line This parking lot is my best friend as it holds me while I stare I can see my breath, I can taste your shoulder, it's something in the air It's you... It's you... This song is just a stripped down version give or take a verse Wanna spare us all the details if it only makes things worse Oh... Oh... Oh... Ah... Ah... Ah... Ah...