Lyrics Bent - Harriet

Bent

It gets hard when you lost all your control
I’m running these circles, ducking the hurdles
And it would help to know, what went wrong
'Cause it’s easy to get bought, but it’s hard to be sold
We’re pushing through silence, and piles of violence
I should leave, but I won’t go
And I’m open tired of shame
And I can’t stop following you
I drove drove out of my way
And I’m open and tired of shame
Now she’s gone, 'cause the in-between ain’t no place to live in
You are my best friend, and I kept on testing, till you broke
Honest to God, you’re everywhere I go
And I’m running these circles, ducking the hurdles
I should leave but I can’t go
And I’m open tired of shame
And I can’t stop following you
I drove drove out of my way
And I’m open and tired of shame