LYGA - Psalm 3-6 Lyrics

Have you ever found yourself
Stranded in the cold
With the key in the ignition
But it won't take hold
I try to turn it over
But the engine chokes
It's like trying to start a fire
But only catching smoke
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm running down hallways
Just to hear echoes
I'm tracing back footsteps
To where I was before
Can this be the ending?
When will i stop pretending
That my frantic calls
To break down your walls
Will never get me in
So I'm singing
I hope it's cold out there in Omaha
Because the lights in every city
Could never warm me up
And when you find your place
And fall in love
I hope you think of me
Beneath the sheets
Asking god why I wasn't good enough
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm driving down the highway
But I can't let go
And when I reach your exit
I wanna take that road
And I missed your calls
And I missed your flight out of town
When you started off
To find your feet on new ground
I'm still singing
I hope it's cold out there in Omaha
Because the lights in every city
Could never warm me up
And when you find your place
And fall in love
I hope you think of me
Beneath the sheets
Asking god why I wasn't good enough
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
"I'm sick of writing every song about you"
Like T.B.S. said
I'm sick of making promises to myself
That I can't keep in my head
And maybe I should listen to N.F.G
Because I'm "Better Off Dead"
And all these stupid memories of me
Will make you fall apart instead
And I miss you
And I miss you
And I miss you oh
And I miss you
And I miss you
And I miss you oh oh oh
And I miss you
And I miss you
And I miss you oh
And I miss you
And I miss you
And I miss you oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I hope it's cold out there in Omaha
Because the lights in every city
Could never warm me up
And when you find your place
And fall in love
I hope you think of me
Beneath the sheets
Asking god why I wasn't good enough
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh

Have you ever found yourself
Stranded in the cold
With the key in the ignition
But it won't take hold
I try to turn it over
But the engine chokes
It's like trying to start a fire
But only catching smoke
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm running down hallways
Just to hear echoes
I'm tracing back footsteps
To where I was before
Can this be the ending?
When will i stop pretending
That my frantic calls
To break down your walls
Will never get me in
So I'm singing
I hope it's cold out there in Omaha
Because the lights in every city
Could never warm me up
And when you find your place
And fall in love
I hope you think of me
Beneath the sheets
Asking god why I wasn't good enough
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I'm driving down the highway
But I can't let go
And when I reach your exit
I wanna take that road
And I missed your calls
And I missed your flight out of town
When you started off
To find your feet on new ground
I'm still singing
I hope it's cold out there in Omaha
Because the lights in every city
Could never warm me up
And when you find your place
And fall in love
I hope you think of me
Beneath the sheets
Asking god why I wasn't good enough
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
"I'm sick of writing every song about you"
Like T.B.S. said
I'm sick of making promises to myself
That I can't keep in my head
And maybe I should listen to N.F.G
Because I'm "Better Off Dead"
And all these stupid memories of me
Will make you fall apart instead
And I miss you
And I miss you
And I miss you oh
And I miss you
And I miss you
And I miss you oh oh oh
And I miss you
And I miss you
And I miss you oh
And I miss you
And I miss you
And I miss you oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
I hope it's cold out there in Omaha
Because the lights in every city
Could never warm me up
And when you find your place
And fall in love
I hope you think of me
Beneath the sheets
Asking god why I wasn't good enough
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh
Oh oh oh
Oh oh oh oh oh oh