I've always been a bit misunderstood
I spent a lot of time all by myself
Sometimes I can't define the bad and good
But I've never needed no one's help

I want to feel the ground beneath my feet
Twenty long years have caught up with me
I want to get away from all my grief
But some things never leave

I know your voicemail better than I ever could you
What can I do to help you come around?
It's been a long December and I'm sick without you
There ain't no sunshine in this part of town

I walk a tightrope reaching no conclusion
And always do what's needed to survive
I am the matador in this illusion
Too scared to look directly in its eyes

I want to feel the ground beneath my feet
Twenty long years have caught up with me
I want to get away from all my grief
But some things never leave

I know your voicemail better than I ever could you
What can I do to help you come around?
It's been a long December and I'm sick without you
There ain't no sunshine in this part of town

I'm drawn to the fire, it's just how I'm wired
Launched for the stars, but I think I misfired
All the fight that I lost when I was young
All the time that I spend without the Sun
I don't know if I can do this without you here

I know your voicemail better than I ever could you
What can I do to help you come around?
It's been a long December and I'm sick of the view
There ain't no sunshine in this part of town

These days I can't remember what it's like next to you
What can I say to make you come around?
It's been a long December and I'm sick without you
There ain't no sunshine
There ain't no sunshine in this part of town