Cold Goodbyes کے بول

Bottle on the table, I'm not always kind Wrote a note addressed to no one, left for somebody to find I wish we tried to hold her, should've kept an open line I'm imagining again, it's past my bedtime I know better than cold goodbyes, mm I still make-believe them sometimes, mm-mm Look at all these people, do I have to play tonight? Used to know what landed well for me, but now it's hard to find In the hay, I am the needle, there's a hundred blinking eyes Proving cities are for lonely deer in headlights I come up for air too few times, I I can't get it right, can I? Mm-mm And you don't mean to bother, but there's something on my face It's the subtlest expression, I should change it just in case The questioning starts coming in half-hearted show of faith Now the aliens are asking if I'm okay I am far out, I'm by the shoreline, I'm I, I live there in my spare time I know better than cold goodbyes, I I still make-believe them sometimes, mm-mm