It's one a.m. you haven't called
it must be four wherever you are
And the photo booth strip, and the letter you wrote
they feel like nothing I could hold
Nothing bad, nothing free
there's nothing left
for me to feel
It's like goin' to bed at a quarter to three
Finally tired, finally empoty
Should I be up to play the game
back and forth get back at me
And my confidence fell and I feel so mad
tell me whose side are you on?
1 | Jumpers |
2 | Entertain |
3 | The End Of You |
4 | Ironclad |
5 | Combat Rock |
6 | Angry Inch |
7 | Rollercoaster |
8 | The Size Of Our Love |
9 | Burn, Don't Freeze |
10 | Buy Her Candy |