A Few Months (Audiotree Live Version)

I don't really like you anymore
A few months sure my ego is sore
Honey, who are you?

I thought that it was something you'd escape
Stamped out by our phone calls and dates
I just wanted you to be true
To yourself

Even though we're through
I care for you
You care for me too

Soft as you leave
Dark as you're gone

To need a girl
To need a boy
To hold my hand
To go without
I could understand

To have a head
That's fogged and bruised
To know your friends
Inhale those fumes