It′s a motherfucker
Being here without you
Thinking 'bout the good times
Thinking ′bout the bad
And I won't ever be the same
It's a motherfucker
Getting through a Sunday
Talking to the walls
Just me again
But I won′t ever be the same
I won′t ever be the same
It's a motherfucker
How much I understand
The feeling that you need someone
To take you by the hand
And you won′t ever be the same
You won't ever be the same
Writer(s): Mark O. Everett Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
