This City Means No Love - J.Views

April went by,

Still wasting my time.

Saving all I have for you,

You make me feel home,

You make me feel right,

You make me feel, I guess.

Staring at the walls, packing all I have,

Sending my goodbyes again (some

things never change).

Ooh, 'cause — this city means no love,

And it’s finding its ways inside my veins.

Ooh, 'cause — this city means no love,

Creeping and crawling,

creeping and crawling.

I could feel it starting to get old,

I guess I was supposed to know that.

It’ll feel so alone!

Tired of walking, tired of moving, trying to

hold on to things that I’m losing,

Everything’s turning round again.

And I’m sitting on my way in non-place,

Getting to know a disposable friend.

Florescent light — so I almost forgot,

Things can feel all right.

Ooh, 'cause — this city means no love,

And it’s finding its ways inside my veins.

Ooh, 'cause — this city means no love,

Creeping and crawling,

creeping and crawling.