Текст Fox Stevenson – Out On My Own

I think it’s time we talked about love
Yea I don’t even know what I am anymore
Just pack it in and give it all up
I don’t know

She told me she was leaving last night
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
She said that everything will be fine
I don’t know

She says it’s, Stockholm syndrome, and if I don’t leave, I’ll never know
Forgive me, I’ve gotta go

She says she needs, bright lights, some new sounds, long nights and frontier towns
Forgive me, I’ve gotta go

I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own

I think it’s time we talked about love
Yea I don’t even know what I am anymore
Just pack it in and give it all up
I don’t know

She told me she was leaving last night
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
She said that everything will be fine
I don’t know

She says it’s, Stockholm syndrome, and if I don’t leave, I’ll never know
Forgive me, I’ve gotta go

She says she needs, bright lights, some new sounds, long nights and frontier towns
Forgive me, I’ve gotta go

I guess I could have figured this out on my own
I guess I could have figured this out on my own

I think it’s time we talked about love
Yea I don’t even know what I am anymore
Just pack it in and give it all up
I don’t know

She told me she was leaving last night
I guess I could have figured this out on my own
She said that everything will be fine
I don’t know