If I filled an urn with feelings
Would it end how my brain thinks?
Cause I′m still someone who laughs too muchAnd I'm not good at this at all
Ooh ooh-ooh
Cause I′ve even tried to be mean
But I act like a kid
And say lots of things I don't believe
Cause maybe eventually I'll leave
Never can fill that urn cause I was in heaven when we met
But love left me no good things
And I′m not good at this at all
Bet there′s better things than me
And I won't be fighting
Know that there′s newer things than me
Silly me
Am I exactly what I feared?
Am I exactly what I feared?
Am I exactly what I feared?
Am I exactly what I feared?
