Testo Reso

My train
Passed through your whole life
Two kids
Three records and an angry ex-wife

Whose fault
Is it this time
That certain sadness That you just can't quite define
Does it weigh on your mind

I used to hang on your every word
Small leaps of faith, into the absurd
I guess you own only part of the blame
If I were you, I'd be the same

I used to hang on your every word
Small leaps of faith, into the absurd
I guess you own only part of the blame
If I were you, I'd be the same