Dead Weight

It's Echo Street all the way
Past La Vaquita by the freeway
Feeling like it's a mistake
You and I can't change things
I used to think we were okay

You talk the cruelest
You make it your own way
And you leave me to
Carry the dead weight

Just a couple kids from the red clay
We used to have fun, that's what we'd say
I didn't mean to push you so far
You and I can't change things
I used to think we were ok

Now you don't do ya
You make it your own way
And you leave me to
Carry the dead weight

Yeah, you talk the cruelest
You make it your own way
And you leave me to
Carry the dead weight

It's just space
And falling slowly into it, oh
It's just space
You were someone I could hold onto, oh
Weightless

It's Echo Street all the way
Past the YMCA
Feeling like it's a mistake
Being seen in your own way
I used to think we were ok

Now you don't do ya
You make it your own way
And you leave me to
Carry the dead weight

You talk the cruelest
You make it your own way
And you leave me to
Carry the dead weight

I'll be seeing you around
What does your heart say now?



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Writer(s): Darren Jessee
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