Well, I'm pretty gone
What a charming coincidence
That I go out and you still go out
I wrote a song where we act like a dogs
Oh well
It's never changed, let's keep on keepin' on
Baby, don't ever change
It takes some fucking guts to stay the same
You see mine
To pull the knife, you've got your proof I'm doing fine
Guess was fine I'm gonna go and get sewn up
Get sewn up and keep on moving on
I gotta fight away
I gotta
Keep on moving on
(I see your own danger your spirit inside at you [?] a heartbeat)
(I cannot stay with you, I cannot stay with you
I run too fast away, I run too fast away
I cannot fall
I danced too fast away
I do not fall, I do not fall)
