David Cook

Holding Court

David Cook


Like a string around my finger you remind me 
Of what it is to breathe
When all is lost and all seems hopeless 
You breathe your life to me
I'm a crier I'm a liar 
You've seen the last of me
You're a winner still a sinner 
But you're better than can be
I swear I'm over you 
I'm doing what you told me to 
In order to forget you
In order to regret you
Pay your way, come what may, we'll see the day
when I don't need you
I'm walking blind, No way to find, If you are mine 
When I still want you
Like a rope around my neck I'm running circles
Around the thought of you 
'Cause all is lost and all seems hopeless 
In my manic point of view