stuck in a hole he pulled you out now you're runnin' It might be love you never know till your lookin' back you wanna believe in the friends you know are lookin' out for you you lost your wings pretty things are hard to hold onto
ready to jump but you don't understand he's got ahold on you you've been here before you might have learned maybe a thing or two it's always a mess you can't express the words you wanna say friend or foe seems like thats how the story goes
even now starting over but we don't know how thoughts will burn getting older but we haven't learned
even now starting over but we don't know how thoughts will burn getting older but we haven't learned