Lyrics
I guess things don't always work out how we plan…
All this time you'd think I'd understand the strain of how to keep things together…
Things seem much easier to fall apart.
Your words repeat etched deeply in my mind.
And I can't seem to leave this all behind.
It's pick and choose…
Win or lose
And I'm tired of the games we play.
Maybe one day I'll find my way to ease…
Leave behind these nightmares, hold fast to dreams.
I know it looks like I have everything I need…
But you never look at what I need you to see.
It's pick and choose
Win or lose
And I'm tired of the game…