Running out of space

Losing all my taste

What's it gonna take

For me to get away

Dipping deeper

No, I know the way it goes

I've been here we'll before

"I'm done," I said "with over useless mishaps and pretenses

Build my picket fences"

Great

Soul tied to an old lie

Now I don't know my way

Running out of space

Losing all my taste

What's it gonna take

For me to get away

Tear drops on a cold face

Try to lie say I'm okay

Fake a smile for the replay

Hide behind all that he say,

She say that I'm a good one

Pain just had a good run

Broke through on a good thing

Cut down on my good wing

Now left with a bad taste

Fed each other on a love race

I don't think we intended

But that's just where it all fell down