I tried to warn the end was coming
But my lungs were made of glass
I tried to keep the engine running
But that piece ran out of gas

So why’d you leave your soul wide open?
Does that still seem like a good idea?
Came in to find your spirit broken
And I know it hurts
“You gotta walk it off”
“Just walk it off”

I tried to preach my superstitions
But I guess that didn’t last
I tried to live by good decisions
And then I ran out of cash


“So why’d you leave the door wide open?”
Does that still seem like a good idea?
Instead you found the windows broken
And I know it hurts
“You gotta walk it off”
“Just walk it off”

I tried to leave it all behind…