Testo Still Shaking

Whats that writing on your hand

A reminder that will take you away

Back to your life

one that I once knew
I'd give anything

to be there with you



Sitting in your backyard

Wasting another night

Let me take your hand

One last time until we get it right


In my room

I still keep pictures of you

Standing still shaking your head

I didnt give you a choice

You were told

But you're not mad, you just feel old

I dont know why Im here

Pulling out paper crowns

When Ive done nothing more

Than let the two of us down