Rearranging کے بول

I don't know I don't know if your hearts worth chasing Growing cold Growing cold from this rearranging I won't pry I'll just cry like you taught me I get high Every night you don't want me So I'm told So I'm told that you're turning your pages I'll still be I'll still be every picture of wrong Can't you see Can't you see that I'm worn to the bone Every line Every song that I wrote ya I'll get there Little closer to closure Let it be Let it be what it was all along I'll just be somebody you wanted Finally I'm somebody I wanted