As long as you follow Now I know I can't lose I'm gonna beg, steal, or borrow Ah, but now you're here Yes, I can live today If you give me tomorrow I've been searching For a pot of gold Like the kind you find

Let it out and if it's true, it will flow out of you It's like a river in your mind Because the truth will never fall it's been around before us all and it's like a signature on your mind We deserve more than lies and illusions way more than what we're

I'm a sucker for you I've been dancing on top of cars and stumbling out of bars I follow you through the dark, can't get enough You're the medicine and the pain, the tattoo inside my brain And, baby, you know it's obvious You say the word and I'll go

Bitch, I've been blowin' up (bitch I've been blowin' up) Everyone showin' up, where was you in the beginnin'? I know that they're showin' up (know that they're showin' up) Only come around and fuck with me when the boy winnin' You do not know a thing

Who knows how long I've been lost in the dark.Followed. Closely by the footsteps of my failures. What can I do to alter my perception of the way and the truth? Drowning Once again.Will I live another day? Let this burden drift away. Who knows how long

'Cause I've been waiting Lay me down in golden dandelions 'Cause I've been waiting for this moment all my life Follow me into the dark She said lay me down in golden dandelions We're floating fast over traffic lights Colors burst as I close my eyes

I won't get to get what I'm after Till the day I die They call me The Seeker I've been searching low and high I've looked under chairs I've looked under tables I've tried to find the key To fifty million fables I asked Bobby Dylan

And I've got the blues for you As I stand by your flame I get burned once again Feelin' low down, I'm blue As I sit by the fire Of your warm desire I've got the blues for you, yeah Every night you've been away I've sat down and I have prayed

Oh no, oh no, you don't Nothing left within, I've been mined Hell and back again, subterranean I've been digging in down inside I will start again, subterranean What do you know, how low the sky I know damn well you don't Oh no, you don't But the truth

And I've been waiting in the weeds, Waiting for my time to come around again. And hope is floating on the breeze, Carrying my soul high up above the ground. And I've been keeping to myself, Knowing that the seasons are slowly changing. Even know you're