Undone - Zsela

If I were to tell you the faces I put on

The grins and sins and innocence

Would you run with me?

I left you crying at the table

Alone, but not for long

If chance takes you, don’t look back for me

I’ll be hanging with my head down

The same old dirty tricks

I keep on falling for you

Falling into the undone

While you get wasted on dry memories

And I can’t help but let you be

'Cause you get wasted on dry memories

And I can’t help but make you see

You’re not losing

You’re moving on

You’re not losing

You’re moving on

So if I were to tell you the faces I put on

The grins and sins and innocence

Would you run with me?