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I fucking wish that Kat would come home Like I do this time each year when I have trouble letting go Letting go of everything And I don't do heights, I can't fold in a straight line, I barely drive at night I barely see you at all and my Tram line passes by the parklands where you and I first dunk And touched each other back in February sometime And I really loved you lover but we got caught up and lost each other To someone else skies there's someone else in your bedroom and mine But as if you can't tell I'm getting worse as well But I can't stop feeling like I can't stop I feel like if I was to stop I'd lie dead in my mid 20's And maybe I should quit and give up on everything Just give up on everything that's ever meant anything Aus Songtexte Mania