Lyrics
You know you ll hate the answers, i m stuck here in the present but i consider it a gift, it s a bitter pill to swallow
can t right all that i ve wronged
Spending every moment like it s all that we get, playing the blame game again, how can i help it that we re such a wreck
you know you ll hate the answers
Playing the blame game again, this street goes two ways last time i checked
I can t turn back the clocks, you know you ll hate the answers, how can i help it that we re such a wreck
How can i help it that we re such a wreck, playing the blame game again Game, i place way too much weight on shoulders made to break
you know you ll hate the answers
How can i help it that we re such a wreck, i m picking up the pieces to my shattered dreams of saving grace
I can t turn back the clocks, i m going through the motions when i let you cross that line again
it s a bitter pill to swallow
i can t turn back the clocks
Playing the blame game again, i m picking up the pieces to my shattered dreams of saving grace
Don t catch me when i fall with plans to pin me up to the wall, how can i help it that we re such a wreck, you know you ll hate the answers
It s a bitter pill to swallow, and tasting your intentions The, how can i help it that we re such a wreck
I m stuck here in the present but i consider it a gift, the future me should seek some help, don t catch me when i fall with plans to pin me up to the wall
i place way too much weight on shoulders made to break
I m going through the motions when i let you cross that line again, i m picking up the pieces to my shattered dreams of saving grace
I m stuck here in the present but i consider it a gift, the future me should seek some help
here we are now
i m stuck here in the present but i consider it a gift
the future me should seek some help
I m stuck here in the present but i consider it a gift, this street goes two ways last time i checked, it s a bitter pill to swallow
if history repeats itself
the future me should seek some help
I m going through the motions when i let you cross that line again, spending every moment like it s all that we get, here we are now
I m picking up the pieces to my shattered dreams of saving grace, how can i help it that we re such a wreck Let, if history repeats itself
