Taking Back Sunday Lyrics
"It Doesn't Feel A Thing Like Falling"

You can't, you can't forgive yourself, I don't blame you.
At times I can't tell who you are anymore
or if I ever even knew you.
What exactly do you want to hear?
Yeah, what exactly are we doing here?
Your indecision makes a slow incision,
cuts what little we have left.

It doesn't feel a thing like falling.
(It doesn't feel a thing like falling)
I can't feel a thing as I watch you move in then out the door.

You can't, you can't forgive yourself, I don't blame you.
There's times when I can't see a way out or over
of this hole you've dug us into.
What exactly do you want from me?
Yeah, who exactly did you want me to be?
Your indecision, all this endless friction,
burns what little we have left.

It doesn't feel a thing like falling.
(It doesn't feel a thing like falling)
I can't feel a thing as I watch you move in then out the door.

There is this part of me I bury, that when the television's off,
I appreciate the details, that's where God goes to get lost.
I want to fall back in to what we used to represent.
Wash my filthy hands, wash my filthy hands.

It doesn't feel a thing like falling.
(It doesn't feel a thing like falling)
I can't feel a thing as I watch you move in then out the door.