Spinning
You
You were
In a public bathroom
Somewhere in a mall in manchester
Up north
In a stall
Barefoot
Balling your eyes out
And you
Escorted by the cops
No shoes no socks
To the car in the lot
Where they told your mother that you’d not
Made it to the roof on account of the lock
Attached to the door that keeps you from the top
And I was spinning
I was spinning
I was spinning
I was spinning in our room
And you, you were
You were who I was
When my reflection broke down in the mirror
Sobbing up my guts like I was trying to get the past out
And you, you were who I was
When it all became clear
That of all the routes I took
There was one I couldn’t get out
And I was spinning
I was spinning
I was spinning
I was spinning
I was
I was
I was
I was spinning
You were
You were who I was
You were who I was
You were who I was
Girando
Tú
Tú estabas
En un baño público
En algún lugar de un centro comercial en Manchester
Al norte
En un cubículo
Descalza
Llorando a moco tendido
Y tú
Escoltada por la policía
Sin zapatos ni medias
Hacia el auto en el estacionamiento
Donde le dijeron a tu madre que no
Habías llegado al techo por culpa de la cerradura
Que mantenía la puerta cerrada
Impidiéndote llegar arriba
Y yo estaba girando
Estaba girando
Estaba girando
Estaba girando en nuestra habitación
Y tú, tú eras
Tú eras quien yo era
Cuando mi reflejo se rompió en el espejo
Sollocando con todas mis fuerzas como si intentara sacar el pasado
Y tú, tú eras quien yo era
Cuando todo se volvió claro
Que de todas las rutas que tomé
Había una de la que no podía salir
Y yo estaba girando
Estaba girando
Estaba girando
Estaba girando
Yo estaba
Yo estaba
Yo estaba
Yo estaba girando
Tú eras
Tú eras quien yo era
Tú eras quien yo era
Tú eras quien yo era