I guess that some things just never change I'm in denial, but I'm the same And she's like Pluto, so far away I try to contact she's out of range Outta my time zone Outta my life though Outta my sight but not my mind You left a voicemail Sounded annoyed but I cannot claim that I know why She gon drag me under like some quicksand I approach my limit but I withstand And honestly, it's getting kinda old I been getting kinda cold Losing heart like I'm a tin man I don't really feel it like I used to God I gotta say I'm not a fan of the new you What the fuck have we turned into? Silhouettes dancing on my ceiling when I'm with you I guess that some things just never change I'm in denial, but I'm the same And she's like Pluto, so far away I try to contact she's out of range