Who the Hell...
I grab my fins up and I run
Away from all the bad things I've done
They still appear in my brain
Whenever I hear your name
Oftentimes we see different colors
And I ask you first
What do you see when you look at me
Where do your eyes fall
Where do your eyes fall
I was a wretched boy
Holding a match
Asking you to step away
And I'm sailing from the bay
Off to new orleans
Where the body's clean
And they're begging me to go
And there's no way for you to know
When i'll be back
Or on the way
I say something vague like "maybe May"
And who am i
What have i done
Where will i go
Where will i run
I know i swore i'd call babe
I forgot to catch you yesterday
And i forgot to say
That you should run with me
Grab all your keys and run with me
Your voice it fills my galaxy
And i was best at being lonesome For three minutes at a time
Well you washed your hands of all of this
I guess i'm out here bitter making ships
Who the hell am i
Without you by my side
Without you in my sights
Without you hanging on
To every last word
That i could shout
And can you please hold my tongue
Away from all the bad things I've done
They still appear in my brain
Whenever I hear your name
Oftentimes we see different colors
And I ask you first
What do you see when you look at me
Where do your eyes fall
Where do your eyes fall
I was a wretched boy
Holding a match
Asking you to step away
And I'm sailing from the bay
Off to new orleans
Where the body's clean
And they're begging me to go
And there's no way for you to know
When i'll be back
Or on the way
I say something vague like "maybe May"
And who am i
What have i done
Where will i go
Where will i run
I know i swore i'd call babe
I forgot to catch you yesterday
And i forgot to say
That you should run with me
Grab all your keys and run with me
Your voice it fills my galaxy
And i was best at being lonesome For three minutes at a time
Well you washed your hands of all of this
I guess i'm out here bitter making ships
Who the hell am i
Without you by my side
Without you in my sights
Without you hanging on
To every last word
That i could shout
And can you please hold my tongue
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Writer(s): Dan Smith
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