roadside

tell me what I'm supposed to do,
with all these left over feelings of you;
'cause I don't know
and tell me how I'm supposed to feel,
when all these nightmares become real;
'cause I don't know

and I don't think you see the places
inside me that I find you,
and I don't know how we separate
the lies here from the truth;
and I don't know how we woke up one day
and somehow thought we knew
exactly what we're supposed to do.

so leave me at the roadside,
and hang me up and out to dry;
so leave me at the roadside,
and hang me up and out to dry.

and I don't think you see the places
inside me that I find you;
and I don't know how we woke up one day
and somehow thought we knew
exactly what we're supposed to do.

so leave me at the roadside,
and hang me up and out to dry;
so leave me at the roadside,
and hang me up and out to dry.

'cause I don't think you see the places
inside me that I find you,
and I don't know how we woke up one day
and somehow thought we knew
exactly what we're supposed to do,
exactly what to do.