Next in Line - Out Of Breath Lyrics

You only call me on the weekends
Guess you're running out of real friends
And I called it from the start
That you were gonna break my heart
Didn't think you'd do it so soon
Someone else you're getting close to
And I guess I'll never learn
It's always on your terms


I don't know why I can't let go


I'm no good when it comes to leaving
Still alive, but I'm barely breathing
Perfect kind of hell that you put me through
I can't even tell when I'm next to you


I'm no good when it comes to saying
How I feel cause there's no explaining
Perfect kind of hell that you put me through
I'm running out of breath from always running back to you


Running, running
Always running back to you
Running, running
Running out of breath from
Always running back to you


You only call me when you're lonely
Act like I'm your one and only
When we both know that ain't true
But I keep coming back to you


I don't know why I can't let go


I'm no good when it comes to leaving
Still alive, but I'm barely breathing
Perfect kind of hell that you put me through
I can't even tell when I'm next to you


I'm no good when it comes to saying
How I feel cause there's no explaining
Perfect kind of hell that you put me through
I'm running out of breath from always running back to you


Running, running
Always running back to you
Running, running
Running out of breath
Running out of breath


I'm no good when it comes to leaving
Still alive, but I'm barely breathing
Perfect kind of hell that you put me through
I can't even tell
Oh no


I'm no good when it comes to saying
How I feel cause there's no explaining
Perfect kind of hell that you put me through
I'm running out of breath from always running back to you


Running, running
Always running back to you
Running, running
Running out of breath from
Always running back to you