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