Letras: Foo Fighters. Pocketwatch. Throwing Needles.

what's there at the door that changed my life
without a simple reason why
feel another afternoon
split my poor broken heart in two
it's not a friend that you and I
throwing needles at the sky
march with friends that's you today
put them on and walked away

I walked away
I walked away
I walked away

you laughed the while you kissed my head
talk about the time we spent
picking arms up from the sand

sure to never never land
in the middle of my story
fuel the bed to keep you warm
lie around and beat my head
feed the cactus, i'm instead

get lost instead
get lost instead
get lost instead

the end....
the end....
the end!