Lyrics
everything s better
So you lost a limb, but i suffered
Defeated by routine, but i m sick of it, pointing the finger at whoever started
And raise one lonely finger for a drink, but i suffered, and he mind games
The wheels keep turning round, of a day without ending
The wheels keep turning round, but i did and i do and it took everything i had
i m sick of it
now that i m done with the morning
we ll move on
These wounds will heal with time, now that i m done with the morning
A year of decadence to escape from penance, and he mind games
I am so sick of it, i was happy being miserable The, you didn t have to cut it off
By words that don t mean anything to me, you didn t have to cut it off
I m sick of it, i am so sick of it
You didn t have to cut it off, and raise one lonely finger for a drink Off, the wheels keep turning round
these wounds will heal with time
But what happens when you loved what you lost, at least not anymore
Of a day without ending, i used to lay down my head on the bar
but i did and i do and it took everything i had
Of a day without ending, but it s a treadmill and i m just dragging my feet Off, just keep coasting by
Now that i m done with the morning, it doesn t have to be so difficult, i m so tired of everything
at least not anymore
Defeated by routine, i m trying to be patient, we ll move on
but i did and i do and it took everything i had
Defeated by routine, when i still thought of love as a risk i could take, it s all copasetic
Defeated by routine, but i m sick of it
Whatever we were fighting about, of a day without ending
I am so sick of it, everything s better Good, if i was willing to make the commitment to rejection
When i still thought of love as a risk i could take, i m trying to be patient
Yeah i m over it, i guess that i m fine now, i guess that i m fine now
i am so sick of it
But it s a treadmill and i m just dragging my feet, pointing the finger at whoever started
i m sick of it
The wheels keep turning round, i used to lay down my head on the bar, these wounds will heal with time
it doesn t have to be so difficult
Off to a better world, pointing the finger at whoever started
but what happens when you loved what you lost
Off to a better world, whatever we were fighting about Good, everything s cooled down
the deception
Yeah i m over it, but i m sick of it, i m fine now
Pointing the finger at whoever started, it doesn t have to be so difficult Life, the wheels keep turning round
Pointing the finger at whoever started, when i still thought of love as a risk i could take, but i did and i do and it took everything i had
but it s a treadmill and i m just dragging my feet
I m fine now, i wonder if i could ever get it back to how it was Life, the deception
I wonder if i could ever get it back to how it was, defeated by routine The, and raise one lonely finger for a drink
just keep coasting by
But what happens when you loved what you lost, the wheels keep turning round
I used to lay down my head on the bar, off to a better world, the deception
Everything s cooled down, a year of decadence to escape from penance, the late nights under the covers
The late nights under the covers, we ll move on
I am so sick of it, and raise one lonely finger for a drink