All Hashed Out

People, taking me for a ride

People, nothing left inside

Knowing all along they could be the ones you're beside

Running, circumstances are all the same

Running, by now they've forgotten your name

How can they look at you bleeding and tell you the dish ran away with the spoon

All hashed out

All hashed out

All hashed out

All hashed out

People, taking me for a ride, sitting but never just thinking

People, nothing left inside, people just looking but nothing remaining

Knowing all along could be the ones you're beside

All hashed out

All hashed out

All hashed out

All hashed out