Drawn Out - Dishwalla

so the lines are lost

on the smallest details

of the life that we tossed

pushed out over the rail

and the wounds run deep

through the one man so bad

he’s fallen beneath

the touch of your hand

and its all drawn out

there’s nothing inside

and nothing to hold

nothing to find

its wearing’me out

this feeling inside

I’m all drawn out

and the promise we break it and the reasons we fake it bring us farther apart

from the love that we make

as the poisonous time

leaves us gasping for air

we run for the past

but were already there

and its all drawn out

there’s nothing inside

and nothing to hold

nothing to find

and its wearing me out

this feeling inside

and its all drawn out

its all drawn out

I’m all drawn out