Texty: Edna's Goldfish. The Elements Of Transition. It Will Be You.

Stealing my reasons from you
I'll do everything you want me to
It's my desire to forget
Everything I regret

Nothing from nothing
Nothing comes easy
Simple from simple
Rumors becoming answers

Next time it will be you
Next one in line will be me
Next time it will be you
Next one in line will be me

For every moment you forget
There's someone else you can detest
Making up stories about how it used to be

Nothing from nothing
Nothing comes easy
Simple from simple
Rumors becoming answers

Next time it will be you
Next one in line will be me
Next time it will be you
Next one in line will be me

Who's turning their backs on me?
Pointing the fingers of blame
I'm here to say it's not the same
Oh, what a shame

Who's turning their backs on me?
Pointing the fingers of blame
I'm here to say it's not the same
Oh, what a shame

Stealing my reasons from you
I'll do everything you want me to
It's my desire to forget
Everything I regret

Nothing from nothing
Nothing comes easy
Simple from simple
Rumors becoming answers

Next time it will be you
Next one in line will be me
Next time it will be you
Next one in line will be me

Next time it will be you
Next time it will be you
Next time it will be you
Next one in line will be me

Next time it will be you
Next time it will be you
Next time it will be you
Next one in line will be me

It's not the same
It's not the same
It's not the same