Luxury Liners Circles
I’m sick and tired of making myself sick
It’s a habit I can’t quit by myself
I’m on the brink of changing how I think
I’m an anchor fit to sink without your help
All I do is run around in circles back to you
All I do is run around in circles back to you
When my time is up and I haven’t filled my cup
And I’ve given up on luck I turn to you
These games I play are no way to behave
And I’m old enough to say that I’m through
And when I say I‘m tired
I’m tired of myself
Sick of living like a liar
Broke a promise to myself
