Ingrid Michaelson — The Chain lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "The Chain" by Ingrid Michaelson.
Lyrics
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
The 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 that I’ll never love
But I don’t say a lot of things
And you, my love, are gone