The Chain

Ingrid Michaelson · Everybody [2009]

The sky looks pissed

The wind talks back

My bones are shifting in my skin

And you my love are gone



My room seems wrong

The bed won't fit

I cannot seem to operate

And you my love are gone



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So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door



I'll never say I'll never love

But I don't say a lot of things

And you my love are gone



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