cant seem to shake off
this permanent headache
I don t think that theres a part of me
I wouldn t let you take
I know my chances are dead
But I never learn
D ya wanna meet up sometime
And we can watch them crash + burn

I wrote a sentimental song I m sorry
It wont happen again
Its the little things
That keep you sane

So drag me out of purgatory
But I know nothings gonna change
We ve gone full circle to end up back here again
So, build me up or shoot me down
And if you do I wont complain
You have to look hard to see that Everything
might turn out ok

I killed it off again
and buried all the pieces far apart
but when I turned my back
everything regressed back to the start
I know my chances are dead
But I never learn
D ya wanna meet up sometime
And we can watch them crash + burn

I became detatched
When I learnt I had no control
You were out of my hands so I had to let you go

So drag me out of purgatory
But I know nothings gonna change
We ve gone full circle to end up back here again
So, build me up or shoot me down
And if you do I wont complain
You have to look hard to see that Everything
might turn out ok