The Next Great American Hit

What happened to the fire
The one that ignited us
The one that's long been ashed
Along with security and trust

You're not stuck on me anymore
I cut that leech off years ago
Pouring salt on my open wounds
I'll come to and leave real soon

Summers spent staying in bed
Couldn't hear a word you said
Letters sent and left unread
Summers spent losing my head
Couldn't stand a word you said
Letters sent and left unread
Oh, oh, oh--oh

What happened to the fall?
The things I've said, the things I've lacked
Like a useless phantom limb
That keeps on growing back

I'll wipe the blood off of my eyes
I'll dredge through this tunnel one last time
I'll lick all of my aching wounds
I'll come to and leave real soon

Summers spent staying in bed
Couldn't hear a word you said
Letters sent and left unread
Summers spent losing my head
Couldn't stand a word you said
Letters sent and left unread
Oh, oh, oh--oh



Credits
Writer(s): Ian Garrett
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