Hold my hand And i will be just fine I woke up to sin Just to be with you And it's something i've waited for I think i'll hang around And my arm And things are never around Am i too late to find you Wasting around without my cloud of ???? And my arm is round ???? Some things change Not 19 I feel clean So better when you're gone What's in your mouth Why don't you spit it out Why'd you promise me Why'd you count it out Why don't you write it down It's the back of me ?? That's so right Some things change Not 19 I feel clean So better when you're gone Some things change Not 19 I feel I feel I feel I feel So better when you're gone