I Just Can't
But there will always be a shadow eating at you, some fresh darkness screaming loud, and you'll still be so goddamn proud. "
Baby, you run on gasoline,
I run on empty, yeah, beat that, beat that.
You run on gasoline,
I run on empty, yeah, beat that, beat that.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."
And you were once young poetry, simple and pure, but you said, "
Pure?
Pure?
Nothing is anymore."
Yeah, you said, "
Pure?
Oh, pure.
Nothing is anymore."
Yeah, you said, "
Pure?
Pure?
Nothing is anymore, there are no unopened doors that we're still searching for, the pain always becomes too much to ignore."
You said, "
Pure?
Pure?
Nothing is anymore."
Once
I thought that was true, but now it's tearing through you and
I just can't.
I just can't. "
You run on gasoline,
I run on empty, yeah, beat that, beat that.
You run on gasoline,
I run on empty, yeah, beat that, beat that.
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah."
You said, "
Pure?
Oh, pure.
Nothing is anymore."