[Verse 1]
I wanna feel how you do when you're stoned
I've never been to the places you go
I take one hit and convice myself that everyone's bored of me
You say "It's all in your head, baby"
Well, that's the problem

[Verse 2]
Sometimes I let myself get so depressed
I get angry with you, the reaction you get from me
You told me I, I'm more fun with a drink in my hand
So now I'm drinking as much as i can
So what's the problem?

[Verse 3]
I set the scene, now you've see all I have up my sleeve
All the pretty and frighteningly bad
I don't think I've ever felt such a sense of relief
As the day that you turned from me
Now I'm not your problem

[Outro]
I'll never open myself up like this again
Wander the streets with your memories accompaniment
I'll never open myself up like this again
Touch someone new but I don't feel a thing of it
I'll never open myself up like this again
Wander the streets with your memories accompaniment
I'll never open myself up like this again
Touch someone new but I don't feel a thing of it
Touch someone new but I don't feel a thing of it
No, I don't feel a thing
No, I don't feel a thing