Oh I'm knocking down these buildings, Like I'm breaking through these feelings Stepping on the dreams in my head
And I'm feeling kinda angry, But my attitude will vary, All the things you think I might of said
When you think I'm coming home, Lock the door leave me alone, Run into the ocean instead And I think I'll try and give you up Running pretty low on luck Covered in the sheets of my bed
Covered in the sheets of my bed.
So I'm running through the ocean Flailing in its motion, All the love I had for you is dead. There's a fire for your fury And a gavel for your jury And a place that you can claim in my stead
So I'm running through this town in black Leather jeans and stupid hats, To be or not to be's what he said And I think i'll try and give you up Running pretty low on luck Covered in the sheets of my bed,
Covered in the sheets of my bed.
And I'll do the best that I can To fuck up all your plans You're as blind as the eyes that you steal I hope your wounds will never heal And I hate every breathe that you take Cos I feel and I kneel and I break And I know, Oh I know what it cost Cos now I am always lost.
And your eyes will clash with your skin And your gaze will hold me in And I know your mind is set So I'll take what I can get