Texty: Johnathan Rice. Giving It Up.

Well I can?t get off the ground in this holding pattern town
They put these buildings up just to bring me down
And I don?t trust my friends any more than I trust the cops
Any more than I trust the air that?s burning up my lungs

Yeah I?m givin' it up
Yeah I'm givin' it up
I?m givin' it up for good
So I?m givin' it up
I?m givin' it up
I?m givin' it up for good

My baby looks at me like her long lost prince of thieves
Sometimes it?s not enough to get only what you need
And I know I need you like the concrete needs the rain
Like a drunk needs ice in his glass
like a ball needs a chain

Yeah I?m givin' it up
Yeah I?m givin' it up
Yeah I?m givin' it up
I'm givin' it up for good
Yeah I?m giving it up
Yeah I?m giving it up for good

This is paradise
The place you come to die

Yeah I?m giving it up
Yeah I?m giving it up
Yeah I?m giving it up for good

Yeah I'm givin' it up
Yeah I'm givin' it up
Yeah I'm givin' it up for good

Yeah I'm givin' it up
Yeah I'm givin' it up
Yeah I'm givin' it up for good

Yeah I'm givin' it up
Yeah I'm givin' it up
Yeah I'm givin' it up for good