She looks at me and says
"We'll never find a way back home now"
And we won't
I can't help myself
Downtown on a snowy Sunday
My tears froze all over my face
I tried to chip them off
But I cracked right through my heart
I can't help myself
White wings forever?
I plucked them off near Denver
I broke them off myself, the blood stained
Well, that's great
I can't help myself
Well, would you help me out?
But you know what you think so well
And I promise if I knew what I thought I would say it aloud
But the truth's been causing problems for everyone
And I'd been inching ever closer to the sun
So I was just waiting for something to bring me down
And I guess in the end we're all just waitin' around
Can't help myself
A prisoner waiting for something to bring me down
I guess in the end we're all just waitin' around