Moving in slow like the smoke from your cigarette,
Every step a closers a step that we both will regret,
Keeping a tally, but who can keep track?
Your overreacting is taking me back to a time better left alone,
Holding onto the phone,
Holding onto this glass,
Holding onto the memory of what didnt last.
Waiting for better words,
Theyll never come.
So dry your eyes,
Its better,
Now its done...
Keep a tight grip like a child holding onto a swing set,
Waiting and hoping to find what I cant figure out yet,
Please dont unless this is something to me,
Another nightmare instead of a dream,
Better left alone,
Holding onto the phone,
Holding onto this glass,
Holding onto the memory of what didnt last.
Waiting for better words,
Theyll never come.
So dry your eyes,
Its better,
Holding onto the phone,
Holding onto this glass,
Holding onto the memory of what didnt last.
Waiting for better words,
Theyll never come.
So dry your eyes,
Its better,
Now its done...
I never lost so much...
I never lost so much...
I never lost so much...
Holding onto the phone,
Holding onto this glass,
Holding onto the memory of what didnt last.
Waiting for better words,
Theyll never come.
So dry your eyes,
Holding onto the phone,
Holding onto this glass,
Holding onto the memory of what didnt last.
Waiting for better words,
Theyll never come.
So dry your eyes,
Its better,
Now its done...
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