Hold on, hold up
I cant keep up to you
There's not a lot here to believe
I'm not even here for you to leave
Hurry on, hurry up
Won't even try to catch up to you
Winded, worried, weak
Hanging on, hanging up
I feel it in your footsteps
I read it on the door
I hear it in your quiet
I'm not gonna be it anymore
I feel it in your footsteps
I read it on the door
I hear it in your quiet
I'm not gonna be it anymore