| Woke up on your floor, dirty sink from the night before |
| There’s this taste I can’t ignore, getting bored with it |
| I think it’s time to, throw it away and head for home |
| God, I know, you’ve said, it leaves me so alone, left floating on my own |
| Hey, nothing stays the same (round here anyway) |
| So, if you cut it loose, it might come back someday |
| Set it ablaze, we’ll watch it fade away, yeah-ha-hey |
| So if you cut me loose, I might come back someday |
| Choking on that trip, from your dirty black fingertips |
| And the truth, it escapes your lips, when you get bored with it |
| I think it’s time to, throw it away and head for home |
| God, I know, you’ve said, it leaves me so alone, left floating on my own |
| Hey, nothing stays the same (round here anyway) |
| So, if you cut it loose, it might come back someday |
| Set it ablaze, we’ll watch it fade away, yeah-ha-hey |
| So if you cut me loose, I might come back someday |
| Flying a million on your own |
| God, I know, I’ve said, it leaves me so alone |
| Well, it’s time you head back home |
| Hey, nothing stays the same (round here anyway) |
| So, if you cut it loose, it might come back someday |
| Set it ablaze, we’ll watch it fade away, yeah-ha-hey |
| So if you cut me loose, I might come back someday |
| So if you cut it loose, yeah |
| Can you cut it loose, yeah |
| Can you cut me loose, yeah |
| Just cut it loose, yeah |