Tell yourself nothing's happened
You feel okay when you're asleep
It's the same mistake you keep making
You wake alone but you're not free

All your friends may go
And your luck may go
But you never feel as bad as when she goes
It's all I know

All the time you were happy
It makes the end so hard to take
How a voice can fill a room like singing
The crooked moon upon her face

All your friends may go
And your luck may go
But you never feel as bad as when she goes
It's all I know

All I know

Some move like they were blinded
Some never let it show
I knew somehow I'd have to let it go

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Writer(s): Joe Pernice