I’ve been broken. Shut down and useless.
Feet above me, hands in the air.
You’ve got me falling over and over.
You’ve got me twisted, tied up and tangled.
I do it all for you.
You know I’ve been a fool for you.
I thought I tripped on a shoelace.
I looked down it’s only you.
Now I’m standing at a terminal waiting to connect to another plane.
If I told you I just canceled my flight to America, would you call me insane?
Everything I own has been neatly contained into the contents of a Samsoni
