Lyrics i feel
KdyĆŸ mĂĄĆĄ ji rĂĄd, tak vyslovuj jejĂ jmĂ©no
Tak nÄjak zvlĂĄĆĄtnÄ jinak, aĆ„ vĂ,
ĆŸe v tvĂœch rtech zĆŻstĂĄvĂĄ poĆĂĄd v bezpeÄĂ
AĆ„ na to pak mĆŻĆŸe vzpomĂnat
Cause in my head (in my head, I do everything right) 
When you call (when you call, Iâll forgive and not ïŹght) 
Because ours (are the moments I play in the dark) 
We were wild and ïŹuorescent, come home to my heart, uh
Youâre the only friend I need (youâre the only friend I need) 
Sharing beds like little kids (sharing beds like little kids) 
And laughing âtil our ribs get tough (and laughing âtil our ribs get tough) 
But that will never be enough (but that will never be enough)  
That will never be enough 
That will never be enough 
That will never be enough 
That will never be enough 
That will never be enough
The drink you spilt all over me 
âLoverâs Spitâ left on repeat 
My mum and dad let me stay home 
It drives you crazy getting old  
This dream isnât feeling sweet 
Weâre reeling through the midnight streets And Iâve never felt more alone 
It feels so scary getting old
Baby really hurt me 
Crying in the taxi 
He donât wanna know me 
Says he made the big mistake of dancing in my storm 
Says it was poison 
So I guess Iâll go home 
Into the arms of the girl that I love 
The only love I havenât screwed up 
Sheâs so hard to please 
But sheâs a forest ïŹre 
I do my best to meet her demands 
Play at romance, we slow dance 
In the living room, but all that a stranger would see 
Is one girl swaying alone 
Stroking her cheek
Remember when we used to sing, baby
Up in your room, before your mother got home 
There was a sound to our innocence 
Our voices were lovers in the same band 
Now Iâm unsure how they would sound, isnât it sad?
And itâs like snow at the beach
Weird, but fuckinâ beautiful
Flying in a dream
Stars by the pocketful
You wanting me tonight, feels impossible
But itâs cominâ down, no sound, itâs all around
Like snow on the beach
You look like youâve been for breakfast at the Heartbreak Hotel
And sat in the back booth by the pamphlets and the literature on how to lose
Your waitress was miserable and so was your food
If youâre gonna try and walk on water make sure you wear your comfortable shoes
Iâm not the kind of fool 
Whoâs gonna sit and sing to you, 
About stars, girl.  
But last night I looked up into 
The dark half of the blue, 
And theyâd gone backwards.  
Something in your magnetism 
Must have pissed them off, 
Forcing them to get an early night.
Its the worst in the summer
Those happy songs on the radio
And all the pretty girls and perfect weather
All make me want to know who really cares
Cut my brain into hemispheres
I want to smash my face until itâs nothing but ears
I want to paint my drain with a little red stain tonight
Take my head because itâs what I want
I want to fall asleep with the tv on
And let the house burn down until itâs gone with me inside
Rest my head just a little longer
I donât care what time it is
And I donât want to have to feel so badly
For all the things I said and never did