Texty

I guess I'm okay In a falling down bat-shit sort of way Mistakes were made And they'll be made again I feel no shame So, why am I sad every single day? What needs to change? Can I be changed again? Where do wishes go when they're tossed in a well? Are they screaming for help? I think that I should finally go and fish 'em all out Claim 'em all for myself What sound do the best-laid plans make when they all go to hell? Hello old friend You're a sight to see Do you remember when We could have been anything at all? Now, looking back The wasted years were the best we'd ever have And knowing that I wouldn't change a thing Where do wishes go when they're tossed in a well? Are they screaming for help? I think that I should finally go fish 'em all out Claim 'em all for myself What sound do the best-laid plans make when they all go to hell? I can't, I can't Be the person you want me to But believe that I will do what I came to do Before I go, I just wanted to tell you that Waiting just ain't my thing So fuck it! I'm walking to Queens Where do wishes go when they're tossed in a well? Are they screaming for help? I think that I should finally go fish 'em all out Claim 'em all for myself What sound do the best-laid plans make when they all go to hell? Where do wishes go when they're tossed in a well? Are they screaming for help? (Oh) Where do wishes go when they're tossed in a well? Are they screaming for help? (Oh) Where do wishes go when they're tossed in a well? What sound do the best-laid plans make when they all go to hell? What sound do the best-laid plans make when they all go to hell? What sound do the best-laid plans make when they all go to hell?
Writer(s): Christopher Guglielmo, Jack O'shea, Anthony Raneri, Nick Ghanbarian Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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