Talk is cheap
You caught me on another losing streak
I wish you didn't have to watch me bleed
As I pick up all the pieces that are left of me
Trying to look on the upside
But maybe I'm upside down (but maybe I'm upside down)
I tried to fill the space between us
When we were more than just a couple miles apart
Get a map, draw a line that connects you and I
And follow it to the end to start all over again
I keep repeating the same thing without any meaning (without any meaning)
Just hoping that it takes me back to the beginning
I just keep talking myself in circles
Talking round and round, and round, and round in circles
What's with the attitude?
How about a little bit of gratitude?
Forgive my sweet and sour point of view
'Cause I already know the truth of what you think of me
Tryna look on the bright side
Maybe I'm just burnt out (maybe I'm just burnt out)
I tried to fill the space between us
When we were more than just a couple miles apart
Get a map, draw a line that connects you and I
And follow it to the end to start all over again
I keep repeating the same thing without any meaning (without any meaning)
Just hoping that it takes me back to the beginning
Trying to look on the bright side
Maybe I'm just burnt out, just burnt out
I keep repeating the same thing without any meaning (without any meaning)
Just hoping that it takes me back to the beginning
I just keep talking myself in circles
Talking round and round in circles
Talking round and round
Just hoping that it takes me back to the beginning