Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

There's a hole in my pocket where my dreams fell through
From a sidewalk in the city to the avenue
There's a leak in my dam 'bout the size of a pin
And I can't quite remember where the water's getting in

But when you're wearing on your sleeve
All the things you regret
You can only remember what you want to forget
You feel it tugging at your heart
Like the stars overhead
'Til you rest your bones on the killing bed

Let them roll over me
Let them roll over me
When I doubt you

Let them roll over me
Let them roll over me
When I doubt you, oh

With the weight of the world resting on my back
And the road on which I've traveled is as long as it is cracked
But I keep pressing forward with my feet to the ground
For a heart that is broken makes a beautiful sound

When you're wearing on your sleeve
All the things you regret
You can only remember what you want to forget

Let them roll over me
Let them roll over me
When I doubt you, oh

Let them roll over me
Let them roll over me
When I doubt you, oh

Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh
Ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh-ooh

I walk through my days like a ghost in a dream
But the field carries on and my past follows me
It's hard moving on from the things you done wrong
When they play in your head like an old fashioned song

When you're wearing on your sleeve
All the things you regret
You can only remember what you want to forget

Lonely miles
Without you

Lonely miles
Without you

Let them roll over me
Let them roll over me
When I doubt you

Let them roll over me
Let them roll over me
When I doubt you, oh

Let them roll over me
Let them roll over me
Let them roll over me
Let them roll over me

Let the ground keep my bones
Let the water be my home
Let the dust hold my soul
Like a holy rolling stone

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Brandi Carlile, Phillip Hanseroth, Timothy Hanseroth