All running the cold towards the dark and the trees
There's something pulling me back under your covers
But a woman who knows better sees that it's time to leave
There's nothing more that I could give to the center
Of a place that has never stood still
There's not enough room here and there's never enough poison
To kill the way that I really feel
But when I get home I find you
Begging and scratching for more
Don't force me to be cruel
Find your own way to the door
'Cause you have to recognize that I am justified
And I, I can break you down
You asked for this, you don't have the guts to get over
And I'm so tired that's the price of your whys
And I don't mind telling you that you made me cry too
I was won like a prize and you don't have the guts just to tell me the truth
So I leave you in the car in the night with your lights on
All running the cold past the dark and the trees
Is this what you wanted, evidence of everything
I will plead guilty, I need this release
I see you in the car in the night with your lights on All running the cold towards the dark and the trees There's something pulling me back under your covers But a woman who knows better sees that it's time to leave There's nothing more that I could give to the center Of a place that has never stood still There's not enough room here and there's never enough poison To kill the way that I really feel But when I get home I find you Begging and scratching for more Don't force me to be cruel Find your own way to the door 'Cause you have to recognize that I am justified And I, I can break you down You asked for this, you don't have the guts to get over And I'm so tired that's the price of your whys And I don't mind telling you that you made me cry too I was won like a prize and you don't have the guts just to tell me the truth So I leave you in the car in the night with your lights on All running the cold past the dark and the trees Is this what you wanted, evidence of everything I will plead guilty, I need this release Explain Request ×
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