Round we go again
Spinning in circles
When will you get tired of
Holding on to the thought of me
Losing it all

You think I'm puttin myself all out on the line
Cause I've been playin this dice, not rolling it twice
And I, I know that

They've been hopin, they've

I opened up for you
Poured my heart and soul for you
So you can let me in, to push me out
Now, what’s left of me
Feel like I’m running on empty
Don’t want to feel like this again

But it feels like deja vu
And you must think that I
Am stupid, can’t handle my emot

Sat in a hotel lobby
Rich kids with all the trimmings
Their outfits hurt my feelings, oh, well
I should probably send you a postcard
From this room without a window
But I haven't made my bed since last year
And nothing's changed

I'm a little bit homesick, but
I