I'm runnin' away with our bloodlines Is this the difference between you and I? Would you know me older still What would you recognize? You stack it into pieces and box it up I hope there was a reason for givin' up If you got yours, well, I got mine You're holding onto thin air, flyin' blind Like a bat in the attic, hide Yeah, you hide ♪ You reimagined your own history Like reading lines as if from a book And it's all that you gave to me It's not what I took You stack it into pieces and box it up I hope there was a reason for givin' up If you got yours, well, I got mine You're holding onto thin air, flyin' blind Like a bat in the attic, hide Yeah, you hide Yeah, you hide, oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh Oh-oh-oh