I left my favorite pair of socks
In the backseat of my car
I got a few years in the past
Back when you told me cigars
And cigarettes weren't really bad for you
And I told you that you were full of shit
And you didn't deny it

Now I'm lost in the blue
Looking for the red I used to see
From that rose colored blush you had
The smile you wore across your cheeks
And it's getting colder
The nights are growing longer like your face
What's wrong with you?
Am I making you feel this way?

Woah, oh, oh, woah
Am I making you feel this way?
Woah, oh, woah
Am I making you feel this way?

Oh, I'm not making rent
I'm running on a subterfuge
Sometimes you cry and get upset
Oh, I'd love to make it up to you
But I'm in too deep in this place
Can you wait?
I don't want you to feel this way

Woah, oh, oh, woah
Am I making you feel this way?
Woah, oh, woah
Am I making you feel this way?

I'm used to falling
I'm used to falling onto the ground
I'm used to falling
I'm used to falling all the way down
I'm used to falling
I'm used to falling out
For crying out loud

Two, three, four
I'm used to falling (woah, woah, woah, woah)
I'm used to falling onto the ground
I'm used to falling
(Am I making you feel this way?)
I'm used to falling all the way down (woah, oh, woah)
I'm used to falling
I'm used to falling out
For crying out loud
(Am I making you feel this way?)