Got some sense left
To walk us through this final part
Indecision out the window
With the beating of your heart
So what came first?
The anger or the blame
Which one is worse?
The feeling of your loneliness
Or knowing you're the same
Could you leave a light on?
Maybe we'll stumble in the dark
So defensive
For the shadow of these former words
It leaves you feeling pensive
Is it the ideal of your loneliness
Or the fact it's so absurd?
Could you leave a light on?
Maybe we'll stumble in the dark
We can try to fight on
Baby, or we'll just fall apart