Lyrics : Dan Reynolds/Wayne Sermon/Ben McKee/Daniel Platzman
Music : Dan Reynolds/Wayne Sermon/Ben McKee/Daniel Platzman
Am I out of touch?
Am I out of my place?
When I keep saying that I'm looking for an empty space
Oh I'm wishing you're here
But I'm wishing you're gone
I can't have you and I'm only gonna do you wrong
Oh I'm gonna mess this up
Oh this is just my luck
Over and over and over again
In the meantime we let it go
At the road side that we used to know
We can let this drift away
Oh We let this drift away
And there's always time to change your mind
Oh there's always time to change your mind
Oh there's always time to change your mind
Oh  love Can you hear me
I'm sorry for everything oh everything I've done
From the second that I was born i think I had a loaded gun
And then I shot shot shot a hole through everything I love
Oh I shot shot shot a hole through every single thing that I loved
Am I out of luck
Am I waiting to break
When I keep saying that I'm looking for a way to escape
Oh I m wishing I had what I'd taken for granted
I can't have you and I'm only gonna do you wrong
Oh I'm gonna mess this up
Oh this is just my luck over and over and over again
In the meantime we let it go
At the road side that we used to know
We can let this drift away
Oh We let this drift away
And there's always time to change your mind
Oh there's always time to change your mind
Oh there's always time to change your mind
Oh love can you hear me
I'm sorry for everything oh everything I've done
From the second that I was born it seems I had a loaded gun
And then I shot shot shot a hole through everything I love
Oh I shot shot shot a hole through every single thing that I loved