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Trousdale
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Ah, ah
Ah, ah
In matters of the heart
My hands are tied, my sleeves are torn
I gave you all I have to give
You always wanted more
Slowly, we grow apart
Closer to who we are
Baby, if I keep runnin' to you
I'll be runnin' 'til my feet turn black
'Til my lungs collapse and I wouldn't come back
I can't give another year to you
Another second's gonna drive me mad
And I won't do that 'cause I wouldn't come back
I wouldn't come back
Ah, ah
Ah, ah
Like the old man and the sea
I wasn't meant to take you in
I find when I'm without you
I am with myself again
You're whisperin' in my ear
Your hands on me make it clear
Baby, if I keep runnin' to you
I'll be runnin' 'til my feet turn black
'Til my lungs collapse and I wouldn't come back
I can't give another year to you
Another second's gonna drive me mad
And I won't do that 'cause I wouldn't come back
I wouldn't come back
Ah, ah
(I wouldn't come back) Ah
Ah, ah (Ah)
Ah, ah, ah
Ah, ah, ah, yeah
I wouldn't come back
Baby, if I keep runnin', runnin' to you
'Til my feet turn black, 'til my lungs collapse
And I wouldn't come back
'Til my feet turn black, 'til my lungs collapse
And I wouldn't come back (Oh no)
'Til my feet turn black, 'til my lungs collapse
And I wouldn't come back
It's gonna drive me mad and I won't do that
'Cause I wouldn't come back
Written by: Trousdale