Charades (Live) Lyrics

You can't keep your hands

To yourself

When you're bored

You pull me off the shelf

I'm so done playing charades

I wish I never knew your name

"The snow's caving at my door

It makes me reflect on you"

You said those things so sweet

I can't forget the things

You did to me

You pulled me in so tight

Then ripped me apart

And moved on with your life

You can't keep your hands

To yourself

When you're bored

You pull me off the shelf

I'm so done playing charades

I wish I never knew your name

Twisted lines and mixed-up signs

These signals are worse than

Rush-hour times

You want me today

You won't the next

Make up your mind

I'm done with this

I'll be running from

Your stone-cold heart

Never going down

Wilshire Boulevard

I'll be running from

Your stone-cold heart

Never going down

Wilshire Boulevard