"Out Of Touch" lyrics

I'm sneaking through the back door, everything you ask for
Is making me feel out of touch way too much
You left it open, I know you're still hoping
Maybe I can figure it out on my own

You told me you are so tired of repeating yourself
I admit, once in a while I appreciate the ride
You've been used to temporary fixes from the start
But never could identify with that, ah
The words you're throwing at me, they don't hurt me anymore
I miss them 'cause they make me feel something

I'm sneaking through the back door, everything you ask for
Is making me feel out of touch way too much
You left it open, I know you're still hoping
Maybe I can figure it out on my own

You've been used to temporary fixes from the start
But never could identify with that, uh
The words you're throwing at me, they don't hurt me anymore
I miss them 'cause they make me feel something

Don't you worry 'bout the old days
Don't you know we're running out of time?
Don't you worry about the old days
Don't you know?

I'm sneaking through the back door, everything you ask for
Is making me feel out of touch way too much
You left it open, I know you're still hoping
Maybe I can figure it out

I don't wanna keep the lights on
If you wanna burn the whole house down
I don't wanna keep the lights on

I'm sneaking through the back door, everything you ask for
Is making me feel out of touch way too much
You left it open, I know you're still hoping
Maybe I can figure it out on my own