Farewell. Isn't This Supposed To Be Fun. Hey Heather. Zeneszám

I can't take these fights anymore
I've got too much at stake
I swear I've spent too many nights on the floor
I've set myself up to blow it
I'm such an ass and I know it

This time I'm falling faster
Than I'm blowing with broken wings
With other to contrust her
They always leave me feeling
Calloused, broken, alone

Hey Heather, I'm lost in the letters
Together we can find something better

So that's it, you're not coming back
I locked the door
But just in case
I think I left a spare under the mat
I know it makes it tougher
I can't help it
I love her

Try to avoid disaster
When ? everything
This chance is hard to master
Most when it leaves you feeling
Tired, exhausted, overblown

Hey Heather, I'm lost in the letters
Together we can find something better

Cause when December comes
I hope you'll see how you've been missing out
Then call me up to confess
That it's me you're thinking about
How 'bout you give me the day?
I'll set off in a second
I need you here with me

Hey Heather, I'm lost in the letters
Together we can find something better
Hey Heather, I think I'm lost in the letters
(This time I'm falling faster)
Together we can find something better
(This time I'm falling)