Dropping You

I thought I knew you better But you weren't who you said you were With your little white lies unraveled You left a trail spread out across the floor Im picking up the pieces Tying 'em up in a hangman's noose I'm losing my grip Darling, I'm dropping you I put a ring on your finger A lethal weapon on your hand Might has well been a trigger Cause you held the rest of my life in the palm of your hand Im picking up the pieces Tying 'em up in a hangman's noose I'm losing my grip Darling, I'm dropping you I don't want to quit you I don't want to quit you but I gotta put you down for a while I don't want to quit you I don't want to quit you but I gotta put you down Im picking up the pieces Tie them up in a hangman's noose I'm losing my grip Darling, I'm dropping you I'm losing my grip I'm dropping you Lord I gotta put you down Yea I'm dropping you Lord I gotta put you down