Sweater - M-22

Holding back my arms trying to feel okay

Tripping over words you said without warning

Hanging by the chain trying to feel something

Keeping back the tears I cry

But we tried, oh, we tried

And, boy, it’s hard to admit

That we lost what we had

And you are just so over it

I guess we’re dancing, oh, dancing to different songs tonight

I’m with my friends, they say don’t think of you, but that’s all I do

I guess the DJ, the DJ knows when he turns up the light

That it’s not the kinda weather to be dancing in your sweater

Freedom isn’t worth the price I paid

Memories of you are no conciliation

Hanging by the chain trying to feel something

Keeping back the tears I cry

It’s too bad, it’s too bad

And, boy, it’s hard to admit

That we lost what we had

And I’m still holding on to it

I guess we’re dancing, oh, dancing to different songs tonight

I’m with my friends, they say don’t think of you, but that’s all I do

I guess the DJ, the DJ knows when he turns up the light

That it’s not the kinda weather to be dancing in your sweater

I know

I got a long way to go before I

Life myself from this black hole

Oh, I know

I got a long way to go before I

Lift myself from this black hole

I guess we’re dancing, oh, dancing to different songs tonight

I’m with my friends, they say don’t think of you, but that’s all I do

I guess the DJ, the DJ knows when he turns up the light

That it’s not the kinda weather to be dancing in your sweater

I guess we’re dancing, oh, dancing to different songs tonight

I’m with my friends, they say don’t think of you, but that’s all I do

I guess the DJ, the DJ knows when he turns up the light

That it’s not the kinda weather to be dancing in your sweater