Pretty little narcissistic, Let's keep this more simplistic. Filler words flood from my brain, Pass my lips, and get in the way Of what I'm trying to say. I fear it's all too late to mend this And bring us back together. It started with a black dress and a dim light; So inviting to stay the night. It was winter, but it felt warmer Than that summer without you in my life. And I'm feeling hopeless and homesick again. I'd tell you everything but you'll just forget. I'm feeling hopeless and homeless. I'd tell you everything. So pretty little narcissistic, Your intents seem so cryptic. All your words flow through my veins, And etch their own spot in my brain. Slowly they're defining me. There's nothing else left to say, I cannot get away. Now I'm feeling hopeless and homesick. I'd tell you everything but I can't admit. I'm feeling hopeless and homeless. I'd tell you everything. But it's just so hard to admit to myself That there is more to this When I say I'm feeling homeless. Because home's not a place, No it's not a place anymore; Home's not a place, It's just a feeling I get when you're close. You can't remember How this all started, And that's so hard to hear, Because I tried to hard to forget. (I tried so hard to forget you) (It started with a black dress and a dim light;) (So inviting to stay the night.) (It was winter, but it felt warmer) (Than that summer without you in my life.)