Texty: Snow Patrol. Final Straw. Whatever's Left.

It's a feeling I've had many times before
I can't hold the fort so don't give me more
I struggle and sweat when I'm wide awake
When I know I'm fine, I'm not used to fine

It's the same thing again
But it could become a problem
If we don't deal with it now
And you blast off in another rant

I've not opened my mouth
Can you read my mind so easily?
As the madness sets in
You must know that I'll follow you

You must know that I'll follow you
You must know that I'll follow you
You must know that I'll follow you
You must know that I'll follow you

A sudden movement and a broken limb
The patches are there to show where I'm hit
My fault, is it now? Well that's news to me
Curled and joyless we try once again

It's the same thing again
But it could become a problem
If we don't deal with it now
And you blast off in another rant

I've not opened my mouth
Can you read my mind so easily?
As the madness sets in
You must know that I'll follow you

You must know that I'll follow you
You must know that I'll follow you
You must know that I'll follow you
You must know that I'll follow you

You must know that I'll follow you
You must know that I'll follow you
You must know that I'll follow you
You must know that I'll follow you