You
They lift me up just pull me down now i'm dancing on my own
Fingertips again now overthinking everything i've done
No
Oh,
I used to think that they were right on my side they wouldn't lie
Da *** da da da da da
Talking * behind my back build a castle made of glass
Da *** da da da da da da
I'm a fire burning on I do what the hell I want
When you rise and I'm gonna go on ain't no stopping me this time
Got my head held high
Got
my head held high
Now I'm dancing on my own
Fingertips are getting numb
Overthinking everything I've done
No more numbers in my phone
Oh, I used to think that they were right
On my side, they wouldn't lie
