歌词
Here I sit staring out the window again
Trying to wrap my brain around what's been said
Maybe I just can't get a grip, no
Maybe I just can't get out of my head
(Run)
From me
(Cut)
Cut me clean
(Now)
Does it feel right?
(No)
Guarantees
It can be a real lonely life, yeah
Trying to lie to yourself every single day
A dead tree might stand for a while
But things start to fall apart when the roots decay
(Run)
From me
(Cut)
Cut me off clean
(Now)
Does it feel right?
(No)
Guarantees
(Run)
From me
(Cut)
Cut me off clean
(Now)
Does it feel right?
(No)
Guarantees