Hold my hand
And i will be just fine
I woke up to sin
Just to be with you
And it's something i've waited for
I think i'll hang around
And my arm
And things are never around
Am i too late to find you
Wasting around without my cloud of ????
And my arm is round ????
Some things change
Not 19
I feel clean
So better when you're gone
What's in your mouth
Why don't you spit it out
Why'd you promise me
Why'd you count it out
Why don't you write it down
It's the back of me ??
That's so right
Some things change
Not 19
I feel clean
So better when you're gone
Some things change
Not 19
I feel
I feel
I feel
I feel
So better when you're gone