Well if I wasn't alone, pick me out, try to tell me something. Where the bodies come, it's hit and run, but you keep on talking. And it's all in the
You know what You know what You know what I need You can't say You won't stay You won't wait for me You know how You know how You know how I tried
I'm pulling needles from the pines I'm shooting stars out from the sky They used to tell me something I must be hearing nothing Always the last to fall
