Florida

Sometimes it gets old
Sitting in your kitchen
In south Florida

Then going upstairs to my room
I want to go to the mall,
And take it all out
On you

It's so embarrassing
Feeling like I want everything
So out of reach
Why do I run from every thing

Take me to the part of the movie
Where my legs can't run any faster
The wind is in my hair, and I don't seem
To care about anything
I'm on a beach, I'm in the sun, and
I've let it all go because what's the fun in holding on

Sometimes when I try too hard
To make you love me, it falls apart
And I feel so empty, it makes me
Believe I'm better off on my own

Taking the long way home
Taking my chances on the high road
Like I do, being the last one
At the party isn't easy to do.

It's so embarrassing
Feeling like I want everything
So out of reach, why do I run
From everything?

Take me to the part of the movie
Where my legs can't run any faster
The wind is in my hair, and I don't seem
To care about anything
I'm on a beach, I'm in the sun, and
I've let it all go because what's the fun in holding on
In holding on
In holding on
In holding on

To what broke me
The empty feeling that
Chocked me when you
Never cared
You were kissing her
At the party
And stare at me all night long
While I wrote in my room
That I loved you
Oh my god

Take me to the part of the movie
Where my legs can't run any faster
The wind is in my hair, and I don't seem
To care about anything
I'm on a beach, I'm in the sun, and
I've let it all go because what's the fun in holding on

In holding on
In holding on
In holding on
To what broke me
The empty feeling that choked me
When you never cared

Whats the fun in holding on