Usually break the things that I love
Usually break the things that I love
Build 'em up too high just to watch them fall down
Sins of my father are heavy
Carry the weight on my back
Wouldn't you think by now, I'd be ready?
To love myself and to love each other
With open arms, but my heart's not ready to love you
I'm not ready for this
My feet are getting sore, but I keep running
I do it again and again and again, but I found nothing
I gave my heart to the wolves and they tore it open
I did it again and again and again and I got nothing
But I do it again and again and again 'til I feel something
White room, but I closed all the curtains
White room, but I closed all the curtains
It's only a matter of time before the good starts hurting
Mom always said keep the bad things you do in the closet
When they start overflowin' you get a house full of problems
When a good tree dies bad fruit starts fallin'
My feet are getting sore but I keep running
I do it again and again and again, but I found nothing
I gave my heart to the wolves and they tore it open
I did it again and again and again and I got nothing
But I'll do it again and again and again 'til I feel something
I'll do it again and again and again 'til I feel something