no, i don't mind
feeling sorry for this loss
it was a good lie
and i hate to miss the mark again
i was thrown by
a lover i never learned
i was thrown by
honey, i get confused
you say, "let it run,
and i will move along"
but i don't know, i don't know, i don't know
shouldn't it be
easily undone
but a light's left on
see me look twice
see me lean on skinny bones
see me look twice
i know the rain will come
and your rain will run me numb
and it will run on, and on, and on, and on, and on
honey, you should know
with your finger on a gun (you've never held)
it's not the love you've shown
it's the love i'm used to
and i don't know how to let it go