I don't where you're gonna go
But I know you're gonna go
I don't where you're gonna go
But I know you're gonna go
Got a pocket full of pockets
But caught between your soft lips
Good morning, a clear blue sky
But by the time the storm arrived
It was like a category five
You know we had to keep the
Story all the way live
And though I never meant to draw any blood
I wasn't innocent
I had a little dirt in my eye
And I would drown in a flood
Just to cover my mud
And I ain't saying that we not genuine
I'm just looking at the
Product you're peddling
I stopped following the mess
You kept stepping in
I got my own problems to wrestle with
Now wait a minute
I'm not afraid to admit that I loved her
I guess I'm just a sucker for f*ckers
I'm not a victim, I'm not a victor
I'm trying eavesdrop when the cosmos whisper
I don't where you're gonna go
But I know you're gonna go
I don't where you're gonna go
But I know you're gonna go
And I don't recollect if
I detected the warnings
The sex was rewarding, the fights got boring
It might sound corny but you
A freak for control
It seemed likely the right time
For me to get old i knew you that were still
Feeling me but knew
You probably willingly fantasized
About killing me, too
So tell me what the hell did
You expect me to do?
That's why I never said bye and
Never checked in with you
It never connected that you'd
Eventually find me
Nothing that suggested you'd
Even come looking
But I guess I should be flattered
And if I could stand up
It wouldn't even help free
Myself from these handcuffs
There's probably not a lot left to say
We depend on the infliction
Addicted to the way we get away
And even those of us that's
Afraid of the waves
Gon' still play a role in
Digging our own graves, you gotta go
(Hey)
I don't where you're gonna go
But I know you're gonna go (Oh, woah)
I don't where you're gonna go
But I know you're gonna go
Well, I don't know where you're gonna go
But I know you're gonna go
I don't know where you're gonna go
But I know you're gonna go
I don't know where you're gonna go