Album: Taking Back Sunday
You can't, you can't forgive yourself, I don't blame you.
At times I can't tell who you are anymore or if I ever even knew you.
What exactly do you want to hear, yeah what exactly are we doing here.
Your indecision makes a slow incision, cuts what little we have left.
It doesn't feel a thing like falling.
(It doesn't feel a thing like falling)
I can't feel a thing as I watch you move in and out the door?
You can't, you can't forgive yourself, I don't blame you.
It's times when I can't see a way out of this whole you've dug us into.
What exactly do you want from me, yeah who exactly did you want me to be.
Your indecision all this endless friction burns what little we have left.
It doesn't feel a thing like falling.
(It doesn't feel a thing like falling)
I can't feel a thing as I watch you move in and out the door?
Oh there was this part of me ?? that when the ?? her?
I appreciate the details, that's where God goes to get loved?
?? used to represent? wash my filthy hands, wash my filthy hands.
Like fall... like fall. like falll.. like fall..
It doesn't feel a thing like falling.
(It doesn't feel a thing like falling)
I can't feel a thing as I watch you move in and out the door?
Like falllllll