Text: Jonathan Reiner. Other. You Don't Know.

(Originally by Milow)

Sometimes everything seems awkword and large.
Imagine a Wednesday evening in March.
Future and past, at the same time.

I make use of the night, start drinking a lot.
Although not ideal for now it's all that i've got.
It's nice to know your name.

You don't know.
You don't know.
You don't know anything about me.

An ocean, a lake, i need a place to drown.
Lets freeze the moment cauze we're going down.
Tomorrow you'll be gone, gone, gone.

You're laughing to hard, this all seems surreal.
I feel peculiar now what do you feel.
Do you think there's a chance that we can fall.

You don't know.
You don't know.
You don't know anything about me.
What do i know, i know your name
You don't know.
You don't know.
You don't know anything about me.
Anymore.

I gave up dreaming for a while.
I gave up dreaming for a while.

I've noticed these are mysterous days.
I look at it like a jigsaw puzzle and gaze.
Whit wide open mouth and burning eyes.

If only i could start to care.
My dreams and my wednesdays are going nowhere.

Baby, baby, baby.

You don't know.
You don't know.
You don't know.
You don't know anything about me.
What do i know, i know your name.
You don't know.
You don't know.
You don't know anything about me.

Baby, baby, baby.

You don't know.
You don't know.
You don't know.
You don't know anything about me.
What do i know, i know your name.
You don't know.
You don't know.
You don't know anything about me.

Anymore