If I fall or trip back into love
I´m gonna bring a ladder and gloves
So I can climb right back out
If there is ever even a shred of doubt
I´m gonna bring a flashlight too and
Leave a trail and stick to the plan
You can get real lost down there if you´re not sure
Of the foreign territory
There are times when the path gets blurry
And the wrong turn feels right

But who would want me anyway?
I´m a lush with broken parts of paper mache
I have nothing left to give
I don´t think I ever did

There are times when I wish that someone
Would help me find the person I was or give me
A detailed map of the streets
Spelling out the traffic pattern in beeps
I am finding safety in lines
They are painted so they can guide
Empty tanks and broken wheels take me home
Right now I find myself dangling
On the edge trying not to fall in
Back to where I came from

But who would want me anyway?
I´m a lush with broken parts of paper mache
I have nothing left to give
I don´t think I ever did

Because I dove in way too deep with rocks tied to me
I should have had a plan cause now these ropes won´t come free
I do not have faith
If I did then I would feel safe
I would wait here for fate but it´s conveniently late
The bottom is a place that I know too well

So who would want me anyway?
I´m a lush with broken parts and I´ll never change.
And I have nothing left to give
I don´t think I ever did
I wish that I could find the person that I was,
I always thought that I´d be happy if I was loved,
But I have nothing left to give.
I don´t think I ever did.