Testo
Wasting your time right behind my back
You see something run off the track
So you chase it
Spent all your days nearby to me
With a sinking feeling that I was still lonely
Ain't it great?
You try to say that things are fine, but they're not
Everything is harmless 'till you get caught
Don't mind the fact that my head is numb
From my heart beating there like a drum
Ba dum bum
How did I end up with such a lot?
My hand is folded, eyes are now bloodshot
Tendons taut
You try to say that things are fine but you're wrong
Here's to hoping things improve now you're gone