Out On My Own Songtext
von Fox Stevenson
Out On My Own Songtext
I think it′s time we talked about love
Yea I don't even know what I am anymore
Just pack it in and give it all up
I don′t know
She told me she was leaving last night
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
She said that everything will be fine
I don't know
She says it's, Stockholm syndrome
And if I don′t leave, I′ll never know
Forgive me, I've gotta go
She says she needs, bright lights
Some new sounds, long nights and frontier towns
Forgive me, I′ve gotta go
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I think it's time we talked about love
Yea I don′t even know what I am anymore
Just pack it in and give it all up
I don't know
She told me she was leaving last night
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
She said that everything will be fine
I don′t know
She says it's, Stockholm syndrome,
And if I don't leave, I′ll never know
Forgive me, I′ve gotta go
She says she needs, bright lights,
Some new sounds, long nights and frontier towns
Forgive me, I've gotta go
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I think it′s time we talked about love
Yea I don't even know what I am anymore
Just pack it in and give it all up
I don′t know
She told me she was leaving last night
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
She said that everything will be fine
I don't know
Yea I don't even know what I am anymore
Just pack it in and give it all up
I don′t know
She told me she was leaving last night
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
She said that everything will be fine
I don't know
She says it's, Stockholm syndrome
And if I don′t leave, I′ll never know
Forgive me, I've gotta go
She says she needs, bright lights
Some new sounds, long nights and frontier towns
Forgive me, I′ve gotta go
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I think it's time we talked about love
Yea I don′t even know what I am anymore
Just pack it in and give it all up
I don't know
She told me she was leaving last night
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
She said that everything will be fine
I don′t know
She says it's, Stockholm syndrome,
And if I don't leave, I′ll never know
Forgive me, I′ve gotta go
She says she needs, bright lights,
Some new sounds, long nights and frontier towns
Forgive me, I've gotta go
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I think it′s time we talked about love
Yea I don't even know what I am anymore
Just pack it in and give it all up
I don′t know
She told me she was leaving last night
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
She said that everything will be fine
I don't know
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