Somehow we talked it up without saying a goddamn word. Forgot everything we heard about the world and how we'd learn it'd knock us over in the end. And I don't wanna be a backup plan again. I don't wanna be your pick-me-up again. You promised everything would work out in the end. I don't wanna be a backup plan again.
The words that you took back were never the ones that would ever mean anything to me. I gave you my best shot but you were a lost cause. Why did you mean anything to me? Got strung up on everything that never was important. I'll try to get it right. I just don't know what to do.
I'm trying my hardest to keep my composure. I'm trying my hardest to keep my feet on the ground and my hands in my pockets. The bags straining the skin below my eyes show the wear and tear of you being around. I just don't know what to do.
Chalked it up to feeling so let down again. Finally found a place to lay my head, but it's hard to sleep. I'll stay awake instead. Feeling like I'm walking aimlessly again. Making pebbles into boulders once again. I walk these streets all alone to clear my head. I don't wanna wander aimlessly again. Got strung up on everything, cut ties to everything we had.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
