I need some closure Feel like the chip fell off my shoulder Over exposure
Open my wounds and make me close up I got everything that I thought I´d like Simple memories, we were stained like wine It´s pouring over Coursing my veins, leaving me sober
But they told me, the more the better Guess the joke´s on me, same old song, I cry
I hate rollercoasters Them ups and downs get me no closer
Played my role and did what I´m supposed to They say, "She´s heating up," but I feel colder Mmm, pour the gasoline, set my dreams on fire Smoking on my mist ´til it burns my eyes I´m moving blind now An empty heart is not a hideout
Oh, they told me, the more the better Guess the joke´s on me Same old song, I cry