Fa La La

You're out there having fun, and I need you I'm alone with this song about being empty and the fear of missing out It's hard to be alone Now eight miles I've walked up and down the hall Long hall Oh god, I miss my girl It's only been a night I miss the last time that we had a fight Isn't it sad Won't you say it's bad I don't care and if I have to I'll read yoru books because they'll remind me of you And I'll learn your notes so that I have a clue And I'll watch your films, so that I know them through and through And I'll do the things that remind me of you And I'll wash my hair in your shampoo And I'll buy your perfume and spary it 'round my room And I'll smoke your cigarettes so that I'm dying too And I call you up Fa la la la Fa la la la Fa la la la Oh, am I sane Am I sane Am I sane