I've Run Dry, by Cutie In A Death Cab Subscribe to rss feed for Cutie In A Death Cab

Have you ever felt desperate to cry
But it seems that you've run dry
Maybe the tears have been used up
I'm about to burst but I can't erupt

So what do you
How do you deal
When you can't release
These things you feel

You're left with options that you know are wrong
And you wish so hard that you could stay strong
But again you fail and you give in
Resorting to this never leads to a win

So what do you do
How do you deal
When you can't release 
These things you feel

Here you are again with burning skin
You told yourself this wouldn't happen again
Things never work the way you had planned
You choose soft ground upon which to stand

Here you are again with another empty cup
Stumbling, you fall, and you can't get back up
When you awake, it's still the same
You're always playing this useless game

So what do you do
How do you deal
When you can't release
These things you feel

How do you escape
When you're in this trap
When you're lost in a maze
Without a map
Posted: 2005-01-21 00:02:06 UTC

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