Gossip (The). Standing In The Way Of Control. Dark Lines. Zeneszám

Heavy makeup doesn't cover up
A many sleepless nights
I can't hide under dark, drawn-on lines
The circles underneath my eyes

Ooooh why me
Ooooh somebody tell me why
I go to parties and all I see are
A roomful of faces staring back at me

Tell me why
Why me

He paints a picture of a sad and long winter
When you were mine
Sometimes I hear you talking
Your reflection in my coffee
And I can't stop crying

Why me 2x

I got to party and all I see
Is a room full of faces staring back at me
Tell me why
Tell me why me
Ooooh tell me why
Ooooh why me
Why me
Mmmm