Tired of Fighting
(Why can't you just let go)
(Why can't you just let go of me)
(Why can't you just let go)
(And let me be happy)
Got to know
You got to sense it by now
Your nose is in the tire dust
Forever chasing trails
Of ash and lust
Of nothing else but
Your failure to give up
Expectations are a pitiful thing
You're tired, of fighting
And I'm tired, of holding on
This rope's not strong enough
No more
Lying, or confiding
Among yourselves, anymore
You know you're not the better man
Accept it and move on
Back it up
Take us back to the start of your thesis
What exactly do you mean by that
(What exactly do you mean by that)
That I'm not enough
That collectively we can just give up
And fall away from the world
Forgotten
I think I know what you see
When you're standing there in front of me
Looking in my eyes
I'm just a tool for you to use
I'm nothing more than your
Leather shoes, your suits, your boots
You're tired, of fighting
And I'm tired, of holding on
This rope's not strong enough
No more
Lying, or confiding
Among yourselves, anymore
You know you're not the better man
Accept it and move on
(Why can't you just let go)
(Why can't you just let go of me)
(Why can't you just let go)
(And let me be happy)
You're tired, of fighting
And I'm tired, of holding on
This rope's not strong enough
No more
Lying, or confiding
Among yourselves, anymore
You know you're not the better man
Accept it and move on
(Why can't you just let go of me)
(Why can't you just let go)
(And let me be happy)
Got to know
You got to sense it by now
Your nose is in the tire dust
Forever chasing trails
Of ash and lust
Of nothing else but
Your failure to give up
Expectations are a pitiful thing
You're tired, of fighting
And I'm tired, of holding on
This rope's not strong enough
No more
Lying, or confiding
Among yourselves, anymore
You know you're not the better man
Accept it and move on
Back it up
Take us back to the start of your thesis
What exactly do you mean by that
(What exactly do you mean by that)
That I'm not enough
That collectively we can just give up
And fall away from the world
Forgotten
I think I know what you see
When you're standing there in front of me
Looking in my eyes
I'm just a tool for you to use
I'm nothing more than your
Leather shoes, your suits, your boots
You're tired, of fighting
And I'm tired, of holding on
This rope's not strong enough
No more
Lying, or confiding
Among yourselves, anymore
You know you're not the better man
Accept it and move on
(Why can't you just let go)
(Why can't you just let go of me)
(Why can't you just let go)
(And let me be happy)
You're tired, of fighting
And I'm tired, of holding on
This rope's not strong enough
No more
Lying, or confiding
Among yourselves, anymore
You know you're not the better man
Accept it and move on
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Writer(s): Samuel Baird
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