I need something else to get me through thisSemi-trunk kind of life, maybe, yeahI need someone else, I'm not listening when we say goodbyeWe're only eleven months in, and it's already feeling like thisI don't wanna figure out how much I'm about to miss youI know you wanna make me your home, but I'm still rolling stoneYeah, it's all I've ever knownI know I'm about to miss youIt kinda makes sense on paper, and it kinda feels good right nowIt kinda looks good on paperAnd you're in itWe look good right now, butI need something else to get me through thisSemi-trunk kind of life, maybe, yeahI need someone else, I'm not listening when we say goodbyeI need someoneWe're only eleven months in, and it kinda feels good right nowWe're only eleven months in, and it kinda feels good right nowI know you wanna make me your home, but I'm still rolling stoneSemi-trunk kind of life, maybe, yeahI know you wanna make me your home, but I'm still rolling stoneSemi-trunk kind of life, maybe, yeahSemi-trunk kind of life, maybe, yeahI didn't mind this way, as we gradually fade to greyBut it doesn't matter now, how much I'm about to miss youIt kinda makes sense on paper, and it kinda feels good right nowIt kinda looks good on paper, and you really look good right nowBut I need something else, to get me through thisIt's any time kind of life, baby, yeahI need someone else, I'm not listening when we say goodbyeI need someone else, I'm not listening when we say goodbyeI need someone else, I'm not listening when we say goodbyeI need someone else, I'm not listening when we say goodbye