Songtext von Chalk

The chalk runs down my skin, it makes me so sick The numbers fall down till the end, it's too quick Board it up, you got away today Burn the box and all that's left, well they say Get out, save me, won't you believe me? Drag down your dearest, have they gone? It's your guess It's your guess You're better off without me (Without me) You're saving face to save me (To save me) I'm sick of all the naming (The naming) You say it now, but you fake it Get out, save me, won't you believe me? Drag down your dearest, have they gone? It's your guess Get out, save me, won't you believe me? Drag down your dearest, have they gone? It's your guess It's your guess