listening to: We Might As Well Be Strangers, keane

it makes me so sad, listening to this. but i'm masochistic so it's ok.


I don't know your face no more
Or feel your touch that I adore
I don't know your face no more
It's just a place, I'm looking for

We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in a different world
We might as well...

I don't know your thoughts these days
We're strangers in an empty space
I don't understand your heart
It's easier, to be apart

We might as well be strangers in another town
We might as well be living in another town
We might as well...
We might as well... be strangers, be strangers

For all I know of you now...