Am I a toy to you with strings around my fingers
For you to pull and watch as I collapsed when you want?
The coldest night to me is a switch that you control
Tip toe around your words just to calm you down againTheres too many people that we both love
And too many secrets I dont wanna knowYoure still chasing him
My saving grace is saving face, lost on the back burner
Good for, good for you
My saving grace is saving face, I just sit and waitTheres always just enough of you to pull me back
But I can see your eyes drifting past what you have
Im flagging down a ship when its on its way to sea
The horn is blaring out but I just dont want to leaveI never left you in a sandstorm
I never left you for a second at allYoure still chasing him
My saving grace is saving face, lost on the back burner
Good for, good for you
My saving grace is saving face, I just sit and waitI thought you were an angel
I guess you were a vulture
Either way spread your wings and just fly awayI thought you were an angel
I guess you were a vulture
Either way spread your wings and just fly awayYoure still chasing him
My saving grace is saving face, lost on the back burner
Good for, good for you
My saving grace is saving face, I just sit and waitSpread your wings and fly away
(I just sit and wait)
Spread your wings and fly away
(I just sit and wait)
Spread your wings and fly away
Spread your wings and fly away