Oh, the morning of the comedown
My eyes on the road
She´s tugging at the stitches
Shaking in the cold

She says, "Pull into the servo, honey
I need to get some air"
Hover in the brake light lit up
She´s pulling out her hair

My head´s filled with lots of nothing
Come on, you must think something of him
Fall in love to fall right out
And break apart without a sound

I could start with saying that I´m confused
But I don´t think I can hold myself back
I don´t wanna wait for you
I don´t get why you think like that
It´s too late to pick up
I guess I´m over it now

´Cause what you tell me ain´t the truth
It seems I best be over you

My head´s filled with lots of nothing
Come on, you must think something of him
Fall in love to fall right out
And break apart without a sound
Well, I´ve never felt like I was coming of age
So I don´t fear the change
She said, "Can you walk me home?
It´s 7pm outside and the light is gone"

Are you going to stay clear?
Was that the idea here?
What was that one line
You told me the last time?

Said I never felt like this
But that was a lie, ´cause I haven´t felt in years
She said, "Call me when you get home"
I would if I could, if I hadn´t lost my phone

And my head´s filled with lots of nothing
Come on, you must think something of him
Fall in love to fall right out
And break apart without a sound
And I´ve never felt like this before