Ingrid Michaelson
The Chain
The sky looks pissed.
The wind talks back.
My bones are shifting in my skin
And you, my love, are gone.
My room seems wrong.
The bed won't fit.
I cannot seem to operate And you, my love, are gone.
(Chorus)
So glide away on soapy heels
And promise not to promise anymore And if you come around again Then I will take, then I will take The chain from off the door
I'll never say
I'll never love
But I don't say a lot of things And you, my love, are gone.
(Chorus X6)
(Thanks to Chelsea for these lyrics and to KGSoprano for correcting these lyrics)
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