If I'm out of sight than I'm out of mind
Test the gloves, they fit just fine
Had to reclaim what you took of mine
Don't pride yourself in the dollar sign
Reflect the faith I have in you
Coming clean with what you choose
Make the space, I need the breathing room
You're falling through my fingers
I'm sorry for the things I say
You know that this pulls my strings
I just wish that you would stay
And I hate the thought that I'm replaced
But I never thought I'd curse your name
Maybe I'm the one to blame
Back and forth, a mindless game
Either way it's mutual pain
Losing touch with everything you do
Falling in your hindsight view
I'm sick despite the things you said
Leave me, bewilder my head
Maybe I'll flee your state instead
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Rounding Third - Mutual Pain Lyrics
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If I'm out of sight than I'm out of mind
Test the gloves, they fit just fine
Had to reclaim what you took of mine
Don't pride yourself in the dollar sign
Reflect the faith I have in you
Coming clean with what you choose
Make the space, I need the breathing room
You're falling through my fingers
I'm sorry for the things I say
You know that this pulls my strings
I just wish that you would stay
And I hate the thought that I'm replaced
But I never thought I'd curse your name
Maybe I'm the one to blame
Back and forth, a mindless game
Either way it's mutual pain
Losing touch with everything you do
Falling in your hindsight view
I'm sick despite the things you said
Leave me, bewilder my head
Maybe I'll flee your state instead
Test the gloves, they fit just fine
Had to reclaim what you took of mine
Don't pride yourself in the dollar sign
Reflect the faith I have in you
Coming clean with what you choose
Make the space, I need the breathing room
You're falling through my fingers
I'm sorry for the things I say
You know that this pulls my strings
I just wish that you would stay
And I hate the thought that I'm replaced
But I never thought I'd curse your name
Maybe I'm the one to blame
Back and forth, a mindless game
Either way it's mutual pain
Losing touch with everything you do
Falling in your hindsight view
I'm sick despite the things you said
Leave me, bewilder my head
Maybe I'll flee your state instead
Writer: Rounding Third
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid