Is this where you thought you'd be
Counting down the days in your late twenties?
I'm just trying to keep it honest
Worry is in my way
Yeah, we're both breathing
But we don't breathe the same
How does it feel to move along?
When can I say that I did enough
And not feel wrong?
You'll never have to live these words
For better or worse
This Yellow Orchid
I'm just trying to start a new
I'm in my own way
But I get by in my own way
So good at setting fire
But now I'm all burnt out
If they're selling you heart
They're liars
You won't talk me down
Did you ever want to go backwards?
Did you ever want to take back words?
Did you ever want to go back?