LYRICS
[00:04.7]I should’ve guessed that
[02:08.2]Poor you, Poor me
I heard you caught wind
Where I’m going
You wouldn’t know
I made a promise
to never touch this
But I never promised
I was made of stone
And now my gloves are up again
Poor you, Poor me
Poor out faith you’re investing
Baby, I, Got to fly
Poor you, Poor me
Can't Poor out the faith you request of me
Baby, I, Got to fly!
Once I got locked
Into the notion,That you’re staying
I should’ve known,You’re only reaching
When I’m pulling
In a different direction
I gotta go,And Now my gloves are up again
Poor you, Poor me
Poor out faith you’re investing
Baby, I, Got to fly
Poor you, Poor me
Can't Poor out the faith you request of me
Baby, I, Got to fly!
Whether you know it or not
I’ve got to put a stop to this
I’m gonna stop your persistence
Oh, Now my gloves are up again
Now my gloves are up again(yeah～)
Poor out faith you’re investing
Baby,I, Got to fly
Poor you, Poor me
Can't Poor out the faith you request of me
Baby, I, Got to fly