Album: Night On My Side (2002)





I used to want the morning,

You and me, just hanging around

But I can't shake this feeling off,

Can't shake this dead-weight off of my back



It's a troubled place we scale

But we just break it out

We give too much... although

... It leaves you cold... oh



Got no place else to go,

In a daze just hanging around

It's a dirt ground we crawl upon,

I've stared at your face for much too long



It's a troubled place we scale

But we just break it out

Watch us give too much away

It leaves you cold... oh...

Cold... oh... cold...



I used to want the morning,

You and me, just hanging around

It's a troubled game we stage

Where we just wait it out



Watch us give too much away

Where we just wait it out

And the words you meant to say

And the words i give away

It leaves you cold... oh...