I wanna feel how you do when you're stoned I've never been to the places you go I take one hit and convince myself that everyone's bored of me You say, "It's all in your head, baby" Well, that's the problem ♪ Sometimes I let myself get so depressed I get angry with you, the reaction you get from me You told me I am more fun with a drink in my hand So now I drink as much as I can So what's the problem? ♪ I'll set the scene, now you've seen all I have up my sleeve All the pretty and the frighteningly bad I don't think I've ever felt such a sense of relief As the day that you turned from me Now I'm not your problem ♪ I'll never open myself up like this again Wander the streets with your memories accompaniment I'll never open myself up like this again Touch someone new, but I don't feel a thing of it I'll never open myself up like this again Wander the streets with your memories accompaniment I'll never open myself up like this again Touch someone new, but I don't feel a thing, oh Touch someone new, but I don't feel a thing of it No, I don't feel a thing No, I don't feel a thing