Half drunk Small talking Loose lips You'll tell me something I already know Lock eyes Look away There's nothing else left to say So I head back home 'Cause now I'm fine on my own Man, I've missed this feeling Of knowing that I'm needed Man, I've missed this feeling Of not waiting around Now my feet they touch the ground Long nights They linger Short days become familiar When you live in the cold And old loves are new strangers I'm moving on from bad behavior I'm feeling ready to go I'm doing well on my own Man, I've missed this feeling Of knowing that I'm needed Man, I've missed this feeling Of not waiting around Now my feet they touch the ground Now my feet they touch the ground Now my feet they touch the ground