I've always been a bit misunderstood I spent a lot of time all by myself Sometimes I can't define the bad and good But I've never needed no one's help I want to feel the ground beneath my feet Twenty long years have caught up with me I want to get away from all my grief But some things never leave I know your voicemail better than I ever could you What can I do to help you come around? It's been a long December and I'm sick without you There ain't no sunshine in this part of town I walk a tightrope reaching no conclusion And always do what's needed to survive I am the matador in this illusion Too scared to look directly in its eyes I want to feel the ground beneath my feet Twenty long years have caught up with me I want to get away from all my grief But some things never leave I know your voicemail better than I ever could you What can I do to help you come around? It's been a long December and I'm sick without you There ain't no sunshine in this part of town I'm drawn to the fire, it's just how I'm wired Launched for the stars, but I think I misfired All the fight that I lost when I was young All the time that I spend without the Sun I don't know if I can do this without you here I know your voicemail better than I ever could you What can I do to help you come around? It's been a long December and I'm sick of the view There ain't no sunshine in this part of town These days I can't remember what it's like next to you What can I say to make you come around? It's been a long December and I'm sick without you There ain't no sunshine There ain't no sunshine in this part of town