o what is this feeling that we're feeling
that makes me feel so small
makes me feel like you don't

you don't need, don't need me at all

o and who am i to you

just a collection of expressions
old and angry sentiments
washed away washed away with time


where do you keep your ghosts
wrapped up in guards and tresses

secret and smoky pretensions
that say i need i need you.


o what is this feeling that we're feeling
that makes me feel so small
makes me feel like you don't

you don't need, don't need me at all