spin my head till I'm too dizzy to stand
sign my up for a course or two
'cause time, yeah time, it got the best of me
and you are so gone
and you are so gone
so don't be a fool, I am no good for you
I'd shoot at your lungs, your lips and your tongue
now I'm free
now it's cold, drinking salt in the river
I was warm dressed at night on the bed
we were both left to freeze in winter
when we woke we were practically dead
now you're giving up, and I couldn't blame you enough
and all of those quotes and fights for the moon
and I always gave it to you
and now that I want everything back
it's gone
