Am I out of touch? Am I out of my place?
When I keep saying that I'm looking for an empty space
Oh, I'm wishing you're here, but I'm wishing you're gone
I can't help you, and I'm only gonna do you wrong
Oh, I'm going to mess this up
Oh, this is just my luck
Over and over and over again
In the meantime, we let it go
At the roadside we used to know
We can let this drift away
Oh, we let this drift away
And there's always time to change your mind
And there's always time to change your mind
And there's always time to change your mind
Oh, love, can you hear me?
I'm sorry for everything, oh, everything I've done
From the second that I was born, I think I had a loaded gun
Then I shot, shot, shot a hole through everything I loved
Oh, I shot, shot, shot a hole through every single thing that I loved
Am I out of luck? Am I waiting to break?
When I keep saying that I'm looking for a way to escape
Oh, I'm wishing I had what I'd taken for granted
I can't help you, and I'm only gonna do you wrong
Oh, I'm going to mess this up
Oh, this is just my luck
Over and over and over again
In the meantime, we let it go
At the roadside we used to know
We can let this drift away
Oh, we let this drift away
And there's always time to change your mind
And there's always time to change your mind
And there's always time to change your mind
Oh, love, can you hear me?
I'm sorry for everything, oh, everything I've done
From the second that I was born, I think I had a loaded gun
Then I shot, shot, shot a hole through everything I loved
Oh, I shot, shot, shot a hole through every single thing that I loved
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