I turned tail the last time
Hit the door for a space to run free
But I got caught in the brambles
Fingernails at the small of my back
Always
You sold me down the river
I'm hanging from the rafters
I'm picking up bad habits
Fingernails at the small of my back
Always
I can't feel it, I can't need it
Maybe you can tell me
Why the simple things don't faze me
Like being ok with where I'm at
And fingernails at the small of my back
Always
I can't feel it, I can't need it
I can't feel it, but I can't shake it