Woorden: Brianna Taylor. Tragic.

He?s always talkin about his regrets
No love to spare and no cash to spend
So unaware he don?t have the strength to care
Wo-ah

Wheels turn as the world spins and leavin
Tongue tied he never can speak his mind
So unashamed nothings ever gonna change
Oh-hh

Just so typical that it?s not original
He?s so tragic always so tragic
Only heaven knows if he?s even got a soul
He?s so tragic always so tragic

Pulled down like a car crash in the night
Dragging his path into the light
He?s such a fool complicating all the rules
Oh-hh

He?s starts where reality begins
Holds on to all the same old sins
Misunderstood fighting everything that he could
Oh-hh

Just so typical that it?s not original
He?s so tragic always so tragic
Only heaven knows if he?s even got a soul
He?s so tragic always so tragic
Oh-hh

He?s so tragic all the time
It?s automatic

Hey-yy
Yeah yeah yeah

It?s all the way down

Just so typical that it?s not original
He?s so tragic always so tragic
Only heaven knows if he?s even got a soul
He?s so tragic always so tragic
Tragic Yeah

Only heaven knows if he?s even got a soul
He?s always so tragic always so tragic

Hey-yy

He?s so tragic all the time
It?s automatic

(Thanks to Rafael for these lyrics)