The Chain - Ingrid Michaelson

The sky looks pissed

The wind talks back

My bones are shifting in my skin

And you my love are gone

My room feels wrong

The bed won’t fit

I cannot seem to operate

And you my love are gone

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door

I’ll never say that I’ll never love

But I don’t say a lot of things

And you my love are gone

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take, then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door