'Cause you've been running circles 'round My mind, turning me inside out And I fell for you but hit the ground 'Cause the only love I've known has let me Down and I need lifting up Now you ain't here I'm sleeping rough And I'm praying I can pray enough

Catching my breath, letting it go Turning my cheek for the sake of this show Now that you know, this is my life I won't be told what's supposed to be right Catch my breath, no one can hold me back, I ain't got time for that Catch my breath, won't let

I can't get enough, yeah Moving my body All night long and do it again I keep turning it up, yeah The music is taking me higher I'm feeling inspired Don't want you to stop it We dance in the streets We rock to the beat

I think I'm still turning out You say I turned out fine I'm a little kid, and so are you Don't you go and grow up before I do I'm a little kid with so much doubt Do you want to be there to see how I turn out? But I'm confused Am I ready for love? Or

Set the ball a-rollin' I'll be clicking off the miles On the Train of Consequences My boxcar life of style My thinking is derailed I'm tied up to the tracks The Train of Consequences There ain't no turning back I'm doing you a favor

How can I live? How can I live without you? I would go anywhere with you I would go when you ask me to I'm going back east where I belong Where I belong We’ve been riding up mountains Turning corners in our lives We would have taken any buses

I know I ain't perfect, but look I'm working I could make a melody like, "yeah, yeah" We just turning up, what you really want? They tryna tell us that we can't go back there Don't tell me you love me, show me the money Where I'm from, love can go bad,

Just try and stop me, try and stop me, ooh Come on watch me, watch me So if you can't come move I'm on a new trip A rocket to the moon ship I feel like turning up the music Come on watch me, watch me, watch me

Play the game Nobody's gonna carry you Get smarter Dream bigger I just wanna be me Oh my world is turning inside out Say I'm crying breaking up inside

For the victims of a longing The grave of our youth is up ahead And life has become a burden We move in circles of suppressed despair Waiting for the sun And turning stones to find evidence But it hides in the recesses of our hearts A written decree of