I usually break the things that I love

I usually break the things that I love

I build 'em up too high just to watch them fall down

The sins of my father are heavy

I carry the weight on my back

Wouldn't you think by now I'd be ready?

To love myself and to love each other

With open arms

But my heart's not ready to love you

I'm not ready for this

My feet are getting sore, but I keep running

I do it again and again and again, but I found nothing

I gave my heart to the wolves and they tore it open

I did it again and again and again and I got nothing

But I'll do it again and again and again till I feel something

White room, but I closed all the curtains

White room, but I closed all the curtains

It's only a matter of time before the good starts hurting

Momma always said keep the bad things you do in the closet

But when they start overflowin' you get a house full of problems

When a good tree dies bad fruit starts fallin'

My feet are getting sore but I keep running

I do it again and again and again, but I found nothing

I gave my heart to the wolves and they tore it open

I did it again and again and again and I got nothing

But I'll do it again and again and again till I feel something

I'll do it again and again and again till I feel something