Secret society of overthinkers

You feel bad cause there ain't no time
You feel sad cause all the time
That you want this time is the time
That you've already had

Tenderly she smiles at you
A crooked smile that you once knew
Ain't the same old smile cause now
The smile is fixed

And everything is blurried like a
Visit to the optometrist

All the love that she gave to you
Ain't the love she once knew
All the lullabies at night before you go to bed

Uhu I've got you in my hands
And everything's stranger since than

Secret society of overthinkers, we miss the
Parties cause we're lost in our heads and
Moments wondering I've got you in my hands