How do you expect me to express any feeling When nothing that you give to me feels anything like feeling When we talk it's like my mom has picked me up from school Hey how are you, good Hey how are you, good Makes me want to start some shit just for the hell of it Throw knives until they stick Throw knives until they stick I want to drive across the country Make you remember why you love me Make me remember why I stayed Maybe if you could read my lips You'd feel it pulling you back in And I wouldn't have to reach so far Don't make me reach so far Don't make me reach so far Don't make me reach so far for you