Zsela - Undone

If I were to tell you the faces I put on
The grins and sins and innocence
Would you run with me?

I left you crying at the table
Alone, but not for long
If chance takes you, don't look back for me

I'll be hanging with my head down
The same old dirty tricks
I keep on falling for you
Falling into the undone

While you get wasted on dry memories
And I can't help but let you be
'Cause you get wasted on dry memories
And I can't help but make you see

You're not losing
You're moving on
You're not losing
You're moving on

So if I were to tell you the faces I put on
The grins and sins and innocence
Would you run with me?