The sun goes down,
Now you're coming apart, I keep falling apart.
And the sun comes up,
Now I don't know where to start, I keep falling apart.
And the whole damn world
Keeps on breaking my heart, I don't know where to start.
And I can't have my head in circles,
Round and round and round in circles, yeah.
I'm at the mercy of a wasted love,
And all the things that pass me by,
And everything I used to be,
Is coming back to torture me.
I don't know,
If I'll ever bounce back, if I'll ever get it back,
Go,
Down the end of this road and it never takes me home,
I can't have my head in circles,
Round and round and round in circles, yeah.
I'm at the mercy of a wasted love,
And all the things that pass me by,
And everything I used to be,
Is coming back to torture me.
The promises in all my dreams,
I'm broken now, it's all I see.
Don't you lie to me,
I know that I'm not free,
Don't you lie to me,
I know that I'm not free.
[Guitar Solo]
I'm at the mercy of a wasted love,
And all the things that pass me by,
And everything I used to be,
Is coming back to torture me.
My eyes are blind and all I see
As all the world laughs at me,
A darkened light cries out for me,
I wish everyone would let me be.
The sun goes down,
I keep coming apart, I keep falling apart
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