Pulling Leaves Off Trees - Wallows

Will I regret it if I let you string me along?

The guy you meet tomorrow, will he know where you’re from?

And no what good would it do, would it do if I wait

Trying to belittle my political views

I fucking hate depression so I don’t watch the news

The more aware that I am

The more I won’t wanna say

The closer I get, I don’t wanna see

Hearing footsteps coming after me

Pick up the pace, but I don’t know where to go

Give it time you’re pulling me around

Got me nervous, fall and hit the ground

Seasons changing, but then again so am I

Woah, light in the morning

Woah, who you gonna call?

Woah, new conditions for me

Maybe not a problem, and maybe not at all

Woah, I wanna hear ya

Woah, when you’re on the stage

Woah, isn’t that what I want to see, to be?

Oh

Can I make my own opinion, tell me all about it

Everyone approves of it

I wanna scream and shout it

And they don’t wanna see us, I think it could be a sign

Adolescence forming at the line

They move way too quick to give it time

They’re all the same, but how much different am I?

Woah, light in the morning

Woah, who you gonna call?

Woah, new conditions for me

Maybe not a problem, and maybe not at all

Woah, I wanna hear ya

Woah, when you’re on the stage

Woah, isn’t that what I want to see, to be?

Oh

If you want it I can take it, make it a little better

I will be here when the weather changes

You’ll be waiting for the letter

I won’t run away this time

I’ve got too much to lose

I will be here when it goes on (and on)

Woah, light in the morning

Woah, who you gonna call?

Woah, new conditions for me

Maybe not a problem, and maybe not at all

Woah, I wanna hear ya

Woah, when you’re on the stage

Woah, isn’t that what I want to see, to be

To breathe, or not to breathe?

Oh