The Chain Lyrics

Ingrid Michaelson

The sky looks pissed, the wind talks back. My bones are shifting in my skin, and you my love are gone. My room feels wrong, my bed won't fit, I cannot seem to operate, and you my love are gone.

So glide away on soapy heels, and promise not to promise anymore, and if you come around again, then I will take, then I will take the chain from off the door.

I'll never say, I'll never love, oh but I don't say alot of things and you my love are gone.

So glide away on soapy heels and promise not to promise anymore and if you come around again then I will take the chain from off the door.

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