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