and Nothing Bad Happened Songtext
von Dear Maryanne

Let′s go
Back to
The floor
Of your room


And I
Dropped my phone behind my bed
It sounded like
You were calling again
And last time
I wouldn't sweat something like this
But I′ve been walking on eggshells
And clawing away at the skin of my fingertips

I can't picture your face anymore
Does that mean that I'm moving on?
I can′t picture your face anymore
Does that mean that I′m moving on?


And I
Dropped my phone behind my bed
I fell asleep
And nothing bad happened
And I
I can live like this
I can live like this
I can live like