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
So I'll take what I can get.
