Brendan Canning - Antique Bull Lyrics

They say he has grace like any bull in a china shop
(Fallin', what can you do)
He walks in the room, counting time on his fingers
(Look at what's haunting you)
We're messed up, 'cause you f*cked up
(Seems like I never knew, how to lose you)

Break in two I do now count your fingers
Far from home you leave a trail

See anymore?
It was obvious
By now you should know
How can all get lost so far
What are you looking for

Break in two I do now count your fingers
Far from home you leave a trail

Seems like I never knew
Tryin' to get through
I'll never, never let it pass on to
Tryin' to get old
You'll never, never let it go out