I turned tail the last time
Hit the door for a space to run free
But I got caught in the brambles
Fingernails at the small of my back

Always

You sold me down the river
I m hanging from the rafters
I m picking up bad habits
Fingernails at the small of my back

Always

I can t feel it, I can t need it

Maybe you can tell me
Why the simple things don t faze me
Like being o.k. with where I m at
And fingernails at the small of my back

Always

I can t feel it, I can t need it
I can t feel it, but I can t shake it