| All these days have turned these months into a year
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| And I’ve been spending every second wishing I could disappear
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| And I know one day I’ll start to speak again
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| I just need some inspiration I can rightfully defend
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| And I’m close when it’s hurting bad, it only gets worse
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| I sing for the children of the Earth
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| I’ve broken every rule that I’ve known
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| Since you told me that I’ve got to have passion
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| Honestly, you’ve got me all wrong
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| I am just a boy on my own, and looking for some promising action
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| Tell me what it takes to move on
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| When I’m gone I can’t keep up with what’s at home
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| And I’d love to make it right, but there are things I can’t control
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| But I’m close, when it’s over tell me when to let go
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| I’ll be the last one to know
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| When you were at the top of my list, I promised you
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| That this wouldn’t happen, how do I begin to explain
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| Crimson lips and permanent kiss, you love me
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| On the back of her napkin, maybe I should throw it away
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| Make a move, so carefully
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| Cut me down and let me bleed
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| And I’ll slowly, walk away
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| And now you wanna talk, so fitting
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| I remember times, when you were holding by a thread of a chance
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| You’ll make it out alive, God willing
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| All you need is time
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| And it’s been getting awful close to our year
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| This is so messed up, but if you give me all your love
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| Then we’ll show angels up above
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| That we can make it out alive, God willing
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| I remember times, when you were holding by a thread of a chance
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| I’ve broken all the rules that I’ve known
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| You told me that I’ve got to have passion
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| Honestly, you’ve got me all wrong
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| I am just a boy on my own
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| And looking for some promising action
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| Tell me what it takes to move on
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| Make a move, so carefully
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| Get me down and let me bleed
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| And I’ll slowly walk away |