Can't Get Testo

I can't get far enough away from meI hate the way I'm talking awkwardly
When you're around, I am so insecure
I can't get far enough away from here
I hate this place and I wanna leave
But you're the one who keeps me coming 'round here
Let's pack our things and leave
For white sand and palm trees
We found a better place
To call home
It's gonna be alright
I don't get everything you've done for me
I'm still the same but now we've grown apart, it seems
You're the one who makes mistakes so easily
I can't get anything out of today; I hate the rain
Stayed inside and played guitar; wait for the sun
To pick me up; I'm moving on, moving on
Let's pack our things and leave
For white sand and palm trees
We found a better place
To call home
It's gonna be alright
Let's pack our things and leave
For white sand and palm trees
We found a better place
To call home
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright
It's gonna be alright