Testo Feel It All (And Nothing)

What is it about standing at the doorstep
Being so close but still far from it
And it's all a lie, come on
But maybe I should just move on

And I feel it all, on the drive home
And I feel it all, when I listen to that album alone
And I feel it all when my head's in my hands on the bathroom floor And I feel it all at once but I feel nothing at all

Here I am again, taking my advice
Conversations with my head about what I'm not doing right
And I've heard it all before
And I still walk through that door

And I feel it all, on the drive home
And I feel it all, when I listen to that album alone
And I feel it all when my head's in my hands on the bathroom floor
And I feel it all at once but I feel nothing at all

And I feel it all, on the drive home
And I feel it all, when I listen to that album alone
And I feel it all when my head's in my hands on the bathroom floor On the bathroom floor
On the bathroom floor