DISHWALLA - DRAWN OUT
so the lines are lost on the smallest details
of the life that we tossed pushed out over the rail
and the wounds run deep through the one man so bad
he's fallen beneath the touch of your hand
and its all drawn out there's nothing inside
and nothing to hold, nothing to find
its wearing' me out this feeling inside
I'm all drawn out
and the promise we break it and the reasons we fake it
bring us farther apart from the love that we make
as the poisonous time leaves us gasping for air
we run for the past but were already there
and its all drawn out there's nothing inside
and nothing to hold, nothing to find
and its wearing me out this feeling inside
and its all drawn out
its all drawn out
I'm all drawn out