Roadside

Tell me what I´m supposed to do,
With all these left over feelings of you;
´Cause I don´t know

And tell me how I´m supposed to feel,
When all these nightmares become real;
´Cause I don´t know

And I don´t think you see the places inside me that I find you,
And I don´t know how we separate the lies here from the truth;
And I don´t know how we woke up one day and somehow thought we knew
exactly what we´re supposed to do.

So leave me at the roadside,
And hang me up and out to dry;
So leave me at the roadside,
And hang me up and out to dry.

And I don´t think you see the places inside me that I find you;
And I don´t know how we woke up one day and somehow thought we knew
exactly what we´re supposed to do.

So leave me at the roadside,
And hang me up and out to dry;
So leave me at the roadside,
And hang me up and out to dry.

´Cause I don´t think you see the places inside me that I find you,
And I don´t know how we woke up one day and somehow thought we knew
exactly what we´re supposed to do,
exactly what to do.