Из альбома: Hot Party Summer 2015
Am I out of touch?
Am I out of my place?
When I keep saying that I'm looking for an empty space
Oh I'm wishing you're here
But I'm wishing you're gone
I can't have you and I'm only gonna do you wrong
Oh I'm going to mess this up
Oh this is just my luck
Over and over and over again
In the meantime, let it go
At the roadside
We used to know
We can let this drift away
Oh we let this drift away
And there's always time to change your mind
Oh there's always time to change your mind
And there's always time to change your mind
Oh love, can you hear me?
I'm sorry for everything
Oh everything I've done
From the second that I was born
I think I had a loaded gun
And then I shot, shot, shot a hole through
Everything I love
Oh I shot, shot, shot a hole through every single
Thing that I love
Am I out of luck?
Am I waiting to break?
When I keep saying that I'm looking for a
Way to escape
Oh I'm wishing I had what I've taken for granted
I can't help you when I'm only gonna do
You wrong
Oh I'm going to mess this up
Oh this is just my luck
Over and over and over again
In the meantime, let it go
At the roadside
We used to know
We can let this drift away
Oh we let this drift away
And there's always time to change your mind
Oh there's always time to change your mind
And there's always time to change your mind
Oh love, can you hear me?
I'm sorry for everything
Oh everything I've done
From the second that I was born
I think I had a loaded gun
And then I shot, shot, shot a hole through
Everything I love
Oh I shot, shot, shot a hole through every single
Thing that I love