Everything I Build - The Stills

The tide is high

I’ve never been so low

You got room to grow

You can never look up You can’t ever look down

You get kicked around

But I built it with sand

And I built it with rock

I built it with all of the

Things that I’m not

And I watch from the hill

As it burns to the ground

I can still see the smoke

From my train out of town

Everything I build is breaking down

Everything I build is breaking down

I close my eyes

Scared of what I saw

Are you mad at all?

Been an open book

Been a slamming door

Apple of the trojan war

(chorus)

Everything I build is breaking down

Everything I build is breaking down

Drink a little bit

Dance a little bit

Take a chance

I lose it all

I have no remorse no regrets

When I’m hanging from

This seventeenth floor

The tide is high

Never been so low

You got room to grow

Everything I build is breaking down

Everything I build is breaking down