Falling Off



 

(Perry, Tyler, Frederiksen) 



I was a young man

Whose Intentions were good

Kept my hands in my pockets

The way that I should



I soon found out

They got a mind of their own

Beginning to think

I had a heart

Made of stone



I keep falling off

I keep falling off

I keep falling off

I keep falling off



I try to remember

I try to forget

I?ll keep my promise

Is that what I said



I had your number

But I didn?t call

I got no excuse

I got my back to the wall



I keep falling off

I keep falling off

I keep falling off

I keep falling off



My eyes don’t want to see

My ears don’t want to hear

The things that make me feel

That keep me so endeared to you

It makes me think

Is that the best that I can do



It doesn’t matter

The time that I fall

I’m up for the next one

Like I’m ten feet tall



I keep falling off

I keep falling off

I keep falling off

I keep falling off



I keep falling off

I keep falling off

I keep falling off

I keep falling off