Washed up I'm out of luck
And this is where I think too much
This is where I loose touch
F*cked up I'm out of luck
And I am just the dirt that's underneath your rug
I will never be enough
Young love
What you running from
We're all scared but that's alright
We're all right
Washed up I'm running from
My future
I'm at my height
I'm at the line