8 months can be forgotten in 8 minutes
And I can't see up this horizon
And she wants to cut our ties and
I'm just wishing I could go right back to the way things were

I tend to make things worse
I liked the way things were
To this day
I still think
We could have talked things out
I feel my voice get hoarse
Thinking of all the sorts
Of the words
I could use
To turn the battleground

I been poppin' lots of pills since 1880
I'll take you to the ball and formal dance you right my lady
I wish you saw me different
And that still goes for the last four
Now I'm stuck here undercover with a vest robe and a lasso
And I can't see up this horizon
And she wants to cut our ties and
I'm just wishing I could go right back to the way things were
And I can't see up this horizon
And she wants to cut our ties and
I'm just wishing I could go right back to the way things were

And I think I think too much
And even though it's getting tough
To sort my thoughts on this horizon
I think I want someone else now
I need the truth now
More than ever
I need a new found love
And I think I think too much
And even though it's getting tough
To sort my thoughts on this horizon
I think I want someone else now
I need the truth now
More than ever
I need a new found love