I need something else to get me through this
Simichon kind of life, maybe, yeah
I need someone else, I'm not listening when we say goodbye
We're only eleven months in, and it's already feeling like this
I don't wanna figure out how much I'm about to miss you
I know you wanna make me your home, but I'm still rolling stone
That's all I've ever known, I know I'm about to miss you
It kinda makes sense on paper, and it kinda feels good right now
It kinda looks good on paper
It kinda looks good on paper, and it kinda feels good right now

And you really look good right now, but
I need something else to get me through this
Simichon kind of life, maybe, yeah
I need someone else, I'm not listening when we say goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
I need something else, something else
I didn't want it in this way, as we gradually fade to grey
But it doesn't matter now, how much I'm about to miss you
It kinda makes sense on paper, and it kinda feels good right now
It kinda looks good on paper, and you really look good right now
It kinda looks good on paper, and you really look good right now, but
I need something else to get me through this
Simichon kind of life, maybe, yeah
I need someone else, I'm not listening when we say goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye
Goodbye


Goodbye
Bye.