She saw the world through a mason jar, it's foggy,
She had the kids with the vicious smiles, they got me.
Up on the hill with the trophy wives,
She's doing alright, all alright, yeah!
They let her roam some tree or vine, no question,
She's got a home with some shit to climb, don't mention,
Been up and down like a hundred times.
But I got to kill this conversation while
There is still sense in my mind,
But I miss the way you feel,
No one will ever know.
She wrote a film 'bout a double life she's living,
She had a weak co-star in mind, I give in.
Mix up the clear with the coffee grinds,
We're shooting all night, all, all night, yeah!
I feel the shift of the fallen tide, I'm leaving,
Nobody dares to take her side, still pleading,
She's breaking down to me one more time.
But I meant to kill this conversation
While there was still sense in my mind,
But I miss the way you feel,
No one will ever know.
Well, we both know,
The green will fade to gold.
But it wasn't right, I should've called them off.
A face like stone,
The pain begins to show,
And it was not right, I should've called them off.
But I miss the way you feel.
Well, we both know.
No one will ever know.
The green will fade to gold.
I miss the way you feel,
It wasn't right, I should've called them off.
No one will ever know.
But I miss the way you feel.
A face like stone.
No one will ever know.
The pain begins to show.
I miss the way you feel,
It was not right, I should've called them off.
No one will ever know.