Your house, the coffee tastes like dirt Not because I'm hurt, that's just what it tastes like Dirt roads, remind me of my skin Not because I'm wasting away With the gravel you ground in, that's what it feels like
I won't be sorry, won't go moping around In fact I'm doing quite well for now
there's something giving up, that sounds so bitter sweet Think I'll throw in the towel right now (but fold it nice and neat) I'll lay low on the ground and I'll be on my feet When I can breathe, when I'm good and ready
This tree, with lovers heart engraved Not because I'm lonely, just because I hate it Sunshine digs underneath my nails Not because I'm burning all my hopes Scorching all my faith, as far as I can tell
And I'm not bitter, I'm not mouthing off words Look at my face, believe me now
there's something giving up, that sounds so bitter sweet Think I'll throw in the towel right now (but fold it nice and neat) I'll lay low on the ground and I'll be on my feet When I can breathe, when I'm good and ready
there's something giving up, that sounds so bitter sweet Think I'll throw in the towel right now (but fold it nice and neat) I'll lay low on the ground and I'll be on my feet When I can breathe, when I'm good and ready