Days Felt like years to me staring for hours at the floor
‘Cos I just can’t stand who you think I am and I don’t know anymore
I’m sick of these fits, I’m sick of my own head
How can I explain if I can’t breathe?
Knowing the facts doesn’t make it any better
You got no wick and I’m all out of tether
And I’ve never felt this cold in Brisbane summer
Don’t mention it, don’t say that name again
Cos I still feel ashamed and all my friends say that it’s all in my head
So don’t say it, cos you know we can’t be friends
And I still feel the pain, over and over again
From all the things you said that I never did
Well days felt like years to me but man, the hours felt like more
‘Cos everything I’d say was taken the wring way and then you’d head for the door And if I choose to run I can blame no one
I’m starting to realise it’s all me, yeah
Knowing the facts doesn’t make it any better
You got no wick and I’m all out of tether
And I’ve never felt this cold in Brisbane summer
Don’t mention it, don’t say that name again
‘Cos I still feel ashamed and all my friends say that it’s all in my head So don’t say it,’cos you know we can’t be friends
And I still feel the pain, over and over again
From all the things you said that I never did
Don’t mention it, don’t say it
Don’t say it again
Recorded and mixed by Greg Jard at Time Flew Studios, Byron Bay
Mastered by Phil Wilson
Written and arranged by Hanny J
Vocals, guitar and bass – Hanny J
Drums – Jake Laderman
Cello – Lucy Waldron