It's six am, time's slower when you're gone
You're gone you're gone
Sharp like a knife, but dull in life I run
I run I run
Restless case, can't say I didn't try
Didn't try try try
Hide your face, keep it bottled up inside
Inside, side, side
Don't it seem like it's a good idea to stay
Wasting time turning it over and over this way
Evening, it comes too fast
How long will this thing last
Tryin' to stay busy fill up the cracks
But I can't keep this up for long
There ain't no rhyme or reason, fill the page
The page the page
Is this cup, empty or full take it day, take it day to day
What was bold is growing dull, look down
Look down down down
What once push is turnin' pull, no ground
No ground ground ground
Pros and cons won't quiet won't quiet the spinnin' wheel
What a mess taxing this taxing human feel
Evening, it comes too fast
How long will this thing last
Tryin' to stay busy fill up the cracks
But I can't keep this up for long
No I can't keep this up for long
No I can't keep this up for long
Writing sad song after song after song after song
Writing sad song after song after song after song
Writing sad song after song after song after song
Writing sad song after song after song after song
Writing sad song after song after song after song
Writing sad song after song after song after song
Writing sad song after song after song after song
Writing sad song after song after song after song
Evening, it comes too fast
How long will this thing last
Tryin' to stay busy fill up the cracks
But I can't keep this up long
No I can't keep this up for long
No I can't keep this up for long
No I can't keep this up for long...