Where can I run?
That I haven't run a hundred times before?
And why should anyone trust me anymore?
Hold me to my word for once
I've finally lost my nerve
And my intent to take even more thing from you
How will all my debts get paid?
When I don't know the ones I've made?
Now I can't borrow any more trouble
Until I lose some of my own
Every old lie gets more than doubled down
Even on its own
You know, I've borrowed time
And I've borrowed faith that love is blind
Now I owe so much
Could you be so kind
To borrow these troubles of mine?
Borrow these troubles of mine
World, give me strength now
Because I've never been the force I meant to be
And there's no heaven here that can help me
So I must help myself
I can beg and borrow, steal some more, and then die some more
But there's not much of me to go
As I think we both know now
How do I redeem myself
When I do only bad things well?
Now I can't borrow any more trouble . . .
Lay them out
And if you sort through them you'll find
That all the blame is aimed right at me
For all these troubles of mine
All these troubles of mine
I can't borrow any more trouble . . .