Texty: New Atlantic. Late Night Television.

My love's worn so thin since you left me that bottle,
And never came around for a drink.
You change with the seasons and the trends that would follow,
Girl I'm lost and found and now broke.

I'm soaking, the raindrops all down my side.
I'm untidy, it's cold out, don't push me down and fall.

I'm running around you and that boy.

My love's worn out with prizes and affection you promised,
You're late I'm waiting outside.
Your tensions are rising as frequent as the tide in our storm.

I'm running around you and that boy.
I've been waiting so long to feel my fingers slide all down your spine