Gone کے بول

love, I'm aching to believe give me something real enough give me somewhere to fall from 'cause in the dark I can't find my feet built my world on promises colorless and cold I'm short of breath, I'm sure gone, let it wash away the best I had gone, and when I disappear don't expect me back, don't expect me back lost, sweetest things get lost in the static far away painted pictures of you I fold don't want to be holy then don't want to be sold again the way I was with you I'm short of breath, I'm sure gone let it wash away the best I had gone and when I disappear don't expect me back, don't expect me back I'm short of breath, I'm sure gone, let it wash away the best I had gone, and when I disappear don't expect me back don't expect me back at its worse the heart is sober at its worse the heart is cold, cold, cold I'm short of breath, I'm sure gone, let it wash away all the best I had gone, and when I disappear don't expect me, don't expect me back gone, let it wash away the best I had gone, and when I disappear don't expect me back don't expect me back don't expect me back