Make Like A Tree (Get Out)

(álbum: The Perils Of Time Travel - 2011)

Gotta wash away
Got to clean my hands of this mess
I've gotten myself into again
Gotta wash away
What have I, what have I become
What have I become

Something's got a hold on me so damn tightly I can't breathe
It's gonna take a miracle to get back on my feet
There's gotta be a better way not to think about you night and day
It's gonna take a miracle to get back on my feet
On my feet

Never gonna let you destroy me
And all the time I've wondered what the hell was wrong with me
It's so easy to see the problem when you love the ene
Love the enemy
Oh, it's killing me or taking over

Staring at the emptiness where your picture used to be
Oh God, I know that it's overrated
There's gotta be a better way not to think about you night and day
I try not to think but it's killing me again
And even if I knew the words, I couldn't tell you how I feel

And all the time I've wondered what the hell was wrong with me
It's so easy to see the problem when you love the ene
Love the enemy
Oh, it's killing me or taking over

Gotta find a way
Gotta get away, you know
Never find me here
You'll never find me here, I know
Now the air is clear and I feel I'm breathing easy
The weight's been lifted here now that you're gone
Just put to rest the fears of ever being happy again
You were the enemy, but if I only knew

Never gonna let you destroy me
And all the time I've wondered what the hell was wrong with me
It's so easy to see the problem when you love the ene
Love the enemy
Oh, it's killing me or taking over

(1.21 gigawatts. Great Scott!)
(What the hell is a Gigawatt?)