The Chain [Live]

Ingrid Michaelson

The sky looks pissed

The wind talks back

My bones are shifting in my skin

And you, my love, are gone

My room seems 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, I'll never love

But I don't say a lot of things

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 the chain from off the door

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take the chain from off the door

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take the chain from off the door

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take the chain from off the door

So glide away on soapy heels

And promise not to promise anymore

And if you come around again

Then I will take the chain from off the door

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

Then I will take the chain from off the door