That's a Horse of a Different Color
Don't be surprised if it hurts you
I don't think I'm the one that you cling to
when you can't handle it
and now they've got you surrounded
well I've found it
I'm on my own.
And now they're telling me the life that I want
was less important than the role that I'm playing
yeah, they'll take away the things that I have 'cause on me it's just wasted
and these days I'm alone, alone
I know you can't recover this
it's just a shame to waste away.
Well you can waste away
recoil the rope as you spew silent notes
and my bones will splinter from the fall
I will recall with a smile on my face.
I am a stranger
I cut ties
it's not a problem
it's a solution
am I a fool to you
postured so innocent so it would seem
you cut off the head of your own reflection
you cut off the head of it.
These days I'm alone, alone
these days I'm alone, alone
for the first time I see myself
cutting my ties I'm finally free
not strung along by my innocence
well that didn't make sense to me.
These days I'm alone, alone
I know you can't recover this
it's just a shame that way
these days I'm alone, alone
I know you can't recover this
it's just a shame.
I don't think I'm the one that you cling to
when you can't handle it
and now they've got you surrounded
well I've found it
I'm on my own.
And now they're telling me the life that I want
was less important than the role that I'm playing
yeah, they'll take away the things that I have 'cause on me it's just wasted
and these days I'm alone, alone
I know you can't recover this
it's just a shame to waste away.
Well you can waste away
recoil the rope as you spew silent notes
and my bones will splinter from the fall
I will recall with a smile on my face.
I am a stranger
I cut ties
it's not a problem
it's a solution
am I a fool to you
postured so innocent so it would seem
you cut off the head of your own reflection
you cut off the head of it.
These days I'm alone, alone
these days I'm alone, alone
for the first time I see myself
cutting my ties I'm finally free
not strung along by my innocence
well that didn't make sense to me.
These days I'm alone, alone
I know you can't recover this
it's just a shame that way
these days I'm alone, alone
I know you can't recover this
it's just a shame.
Credits
Writer(s): Mike Martin, Steven Bradley, John Ganey, Mike Montgomery, Courtney Laplante
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