If it sounds right
I'll repeat
If it looks good to me
I will make it mine
For the night

If it feels good
I will chase it
If it looks good to me
I will make it mine
For the night

Oh what a web I have woven myself in
I'm always chasing after somebody else
All by myself

Oh what a web I have woven myself in
I'm always chasing after somebody else
All by myself

I see my mother
She's at the window
She's letting down her long black hair
She won't let me in there

I see my mother
She's at the window
She's letting down her long black hair
She won't let me in there

Oh what a web I have woven myself in
I'm always chasing after somebody else
All by myself

Oh what a web I have woven myself in
I'm always chasing after somebody else
All by myself

Oh what a web I have woven myself in
I'm always chasing after somebody else
All by myself

Oh what a web I have woven myself in
I'm always chasing after somebody else
All by myself

I swallow whiskey, I take to powder
I drink the flowers, but I am still so, so sad
And that makes you feel bad

I take to whiskey, I swallow powder
I drink the flowers, but I am still so, so sad
And that makes you feel bad

Oh what a web I have woven myself in
I'm always chasing after somebody else
All by myself

Oh what a web I have woven myself in
I'm always chasing after somebody else
Somebody else, somebody else, somebody else
All by myself

Copyright: Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Writer(s): CHANNY LEANEAGH, RYAN OLSON