Thursday, June 11, 2009

Three Flights Down

Lately I've found, you're bringing me down
and I can't stand to see me this way
I'll stick around but I won't make a sound
You already know what I'd say
I'd say you want to
Hit me where it hurts the most to get me lying down
And you, I'm on to you  
Nothing ever works out like it should...


Quiet on the front, the sky dropped the sun
It feel down on our faces again
I tried to run, you could see what I'd done
Now it's wearing off, wearing thin
Now where? Out there?
You'd be full of you enough to think I'm waiting up
And you, I'm on to you
Nothing ever works out like it should...


I'm changing trains, the station remains
Footsteps in the stairwells echo
I lost track of days, but I found thousands of ways
But how to quit you? Nobody knows
So leave me, you're free
Three flights down to happiness, be sure you close the door
And you, I'm on to you
Nothing ever works out like it should...

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