Sick and tired of bleedin' for picking up the pieces. So I let 'em fall down, let 'em fall down. Runnin' outta reasons to hold down the demon. So I'm lettin' it out, lettin' it out.
Honey where you been it's a quarter past 3. I've been calling your phone but you just let it ring. it's not like you to be breaking plans. leaving me hanging, leaving me hanging.