It always gets worse, do I deserve To drag my thoughts right through the dirt? Everything that makes me work is out the door And if you ever want to come back for more
I'll do it again I'll do it again Again, I'll do it Yeah I'll do it again
But I'll only do it worse
Do I deserve To drag my thoughts right through the dirt? Everything that makes me work is out the door And if you ever want to come back for more
I'll do it I'll do it again Again, I'll do it Yeah I'll do it again I'll do it again I'll do it again I'll do it again I'll do it again
