Happiness is a warm, smoking gun
I slowly turn around to face her
To face what I have done
Can barely hold open my eyes
All I think about is sleeping
Until I start to be all right
She just wants to feel wanted
All I wanna feel is something
Inside of my dim, little room
I wake up in a panic
This reoccurring dream I'm having
I haven't felt like myself in quite sometime
It was yours
But I thought that is was mine
Standing on the street side
Leave me, I'm the last one
Left with all the things that I've done
For the longest time
For the longest time
Now I'm tearing up these pages
Paragraphs with single s***es
Documented failures, existence of our love
Can barely hold open my eyes
But I'll talk her down from loneliness
It's what I owe her, right?
Another seems to say
Look what she's done to me
I'm not to proud of the person
That you let me become,
I just wanted to feel wanted
But I think that she's forgotten
So let's just see what happens next
Standing on the street side
Leave me, I'm the last one
Left with all the things that I've done
For the longest time
For the longest time
And making the most of the things that we have
And this isn't the way that I want it to be
Happiness is a warm, smoking gun [x4]
Standing on the street side
Leave me, I'm the last one
Left with all the things that I've done
For the longest time
For the longest time
Bodies take me back
Let's forget this ever happened
You've always hurt the ones that we love
For the longest time
For the longest time
Happiness is a warm, smoking gun
I slowly turn around to face her
To face what I have done
Can barely hold open my eyes
All I think about is sleeping
Until I start to be all right
She just wants to feel wanted
All I wanna feel is something
Inside of my dim, little room
I wake up in a panic
This reoccurring dream I'm having
I haven't felt like myself in quite sometime
It was yours
But I thought that is was mine
Standing on the street side
Leave me, I'm the last one
Left with all the things that I've done
For the longest time
For the longest time
Now I'm tearing up these pages
Paragraphs with single s***es
Documented failures, existence of our love
Can barely hold open my eyes
But I'll talk her down from loneliness
It's what I owe her, right?
Another seems to say
Look what she's done to me
I'm not to proud of the person
That you let me become,
I just wanted to feel wanted
But I think that she's forgotten
So let's just see what happens next
Standing on the street side
Leave me, I'm the last one
Left with all the things that I've done
For the longest time
For the longest time
And making the most of the things that we have
And this isn't the way that I want it to be
Happiness is a warm, smoking gun [x4]
Standing on the street side
Leave me, I'm the last one
Left with all the things that I've done
For the longest time
For the longest time
Bodies take me back
Let's forget this ever happened
You've always hurt the ones that we love
For the longest time
For the longest time
Happiness is a warm, smoking gun