Rocket to Mars
Well I cried you out of my eyes
I tore you out of my limbs
Took all our memories
Stored them inside this old hard drive
But I can't get you out of my head
Can't get you out of my head
Can't get you out of my head
Can't seem to drive you out of my mind
Well I ripped you out of my heart
I broke you out of my bones
I drained you out of my blood
But I still can't kill the smell of your old cologne
Can't get it out of my clothes
Can't get it out of my hair
Can't get it out of the air
We'll I'm tough but I'm not made of stone
Beyond this firewall
You call me a liar
I took you for granted
Now we're tripping on wires
And calling it love
We both don't have the nerve to try
Work it out or call this thing off
Can't go our separate ways
Or burn in a blaze on a rocket to mars
Countdown Blast off 5-4-3-2-1
Now pray for us
We're both stuck in orbit
Round and round we go
Like satellites, pray for us
Sending signals in orbit,
Hoping aliens can
Save us, pray for us
We're suffocating in orbit
With lack of oxygen
For both of us, now pray for us
Were both victims of distance
And expectations
Alienation
Not love
Not love
Autor(es): Jon Cohen
