Wake up, witness empathy
Always hate to blame, the shape of things to come
Lately haven't been myself
Indecisive ways, the weight, the place, the tear
Real to me
Real to you
All that it takes,
Is time
First it clicks and
Second my heart spills
Third you know
Thunder, tell me something new
Sense of solitude, the weight of things to come
Aching despite honesty
Always wrong and sad
The death of something new
Real to me
Real to you
All that it takes,
Is time
First it clicks and
Second my heart spills
Third you know
Theres a place in this heartache, mistake
Its a fraction of trying too hard
Theres a hole in the story, too soon
We could work it out, work it out
First it clicks and
Second my heart spills
Third you know