The weeks aren’t slowing down, so Im thinking about skipping town
I’ve got to know right now, is it worth waiting around?
the needle on the gas gage is slipping and Im drowning out
to a radio that plays every song i know by name
and I’m not singing alone
Im all tangled in the sheets
waiting up all night to see
a world outside my window
when the snow admits defeat
And everyone is watching me
Because right now Im singing alone
It took a couple hours, but I think Im finally winding down
But I cant show my face in a town that has no name
I think that In a while I can lighten up enough to smile
The silence goes ignored (like it matters anymore)
cause I’m not singing alone
I’ve been waiting years to beat
this lack of vulnerability
its cold outside my window
but there’s nothing here I need
and everyone is watching me