Testo Just Another Number Night Well Spent
Branded, maybe scarred for life
I forget it now as I drop the knife
I canât stand how you make me feel
Neglect what I know for your appeal
Acting, smile as you pass
Our understanding as clear as glass
Breaking down to this depressive state
Tying my heart in a figure eight
Stupid, you said you love me
Congrats to the mistake of the century
Its ok Iâm forgetting it now
Its ok Iâm forgetting it now
Looking back you knew all along
That we were never gonna sing the same song
But now Iâm branded Iâm scarred for life
Iâm forgetting it all as I drop this knife
But now my finger cuts the glass
Pardon my why did I ask and then I touch the sun
Iâm never coming down its to much fun