Testo Sad Songs Matt Nathanson
So much better than all this, all this..
Tired of singing sad songs in my head,
But I canât find enough of anything to drown out what you said.
And I can still smell summer on your skin,
And I can still remember giving in.
Wrapped all up in your hips, and in your sheets,
It felt great falling, falling..
So much better than all this, all this..
Tired of singing sad songs in my head,
But I canât find enough of anything to drown out what you said.
And sometimes I find I catch myself letting you back in,
Iâm so tired of singing the sad songs in my head.
I feel so faded, so far gone..
Nothing surprises me anymore..
So faded, so far goneâ¦
Nothing surprises me anymore..
So much better than all this, all this..
Tired of singing sad songs in my head,
But I canât find enough of anything to drown out what you said.
And sometimes I find I catch myself letting you back in,
Iâm so tired of singing the sad songs in my head.
Sad songs in my headâ¦