Twenty//25\\Five

If I spend all my time just saying sorry It won't fix all the things I've done wrong No you don't have to think twice about anything When we're stuck on constant rerun The worst is the easiest thing to imagine And it's always turning me blue I'm a glass of champ that's lost its fizz A half empty bottle when it comes down to it And I came to dance my thoughts away Out of your spotlights I won't try to hide away Out of your spotlights Twenty-five inches from collapsing I drove for an hour just to see your face Now we're back in familiar territory Though I thought I'd never get this deep in again And I came to dance my thoughts away Out of your spotlights I won't try to hide away Out of your spotlights Out of your spotlights Out of your spotlights