you're so weak
i feel i've been hung all over
for everything you go crawl on your knees
you thought that you were so my four leaf clover
and so you've hung around for all the week

blanket blame was the worst that you could think of
pouring over old wicked memories
you tell me that the stars really know it
and my life goes on eternally

pitch and roll when the rains come
with this pushing so in motion
he keeps coming back to me

would you slip away
or just go and hide
would you seize the day
or would you tell me i'm wrong

couldn't match with my head
didn't mean to make you mad
bye bye, that's the truth
you wouldn't love me and there is no proof
correction, there's no connection
there's no connection

pitch and roll when the rains come
with this pushing so in motion
everybody better hang on
now he keeps coming back to me