It's funny how the hardest part Of letting go Is making up It's when you know that you are cold And he is gone When you start to move on How much, how many? How long can I do this for? How much, how many? How long can I do this for? And you got me broken I'm stuck in this motion I can't pick myself up and only you can pick me up Oh-oh, it's only I can't pick myself up I'm stuck in this motion I'm lost and I'm trapped, and you know that I can't look back now How much will I give up? How many hours lost? How long can I do this for? How much will I give up? How many hours lost? How long can I do this for? I don't want to see your face at my door anymore (how much will I give up?) Everybody 'round me's saying something's wrong (how long can I do this for?) I don't want to see your face at my door anymore (how much will I give up?) (And I'm sick of fighting, and I wanna forget your body) Everybody 'round me's saying something's wrong, how long (But I really wanna fight) I don't want to see your face at my door I don't wanna argue anymore (oh, no) How much? (I know this isn't right) How long can I do this for? There's nothing to hold on How much, how many? How long can I do this for? How much, how many? How long can I do this for?