short truth

apart

i knew we couldn't do it

we're on a wheel of misfortune

it's true that i wasn't certain

another one who fought to

keep things finished

'cause i think it's stupid that we're indifferent

and it's all done

but

not everything's useful

'cause i'm stuck

at drawing the line

we're not gonna steal away

stuck up in a rut

to ease

surrounding our sight with my sole view

i'm counting the nights 'til i hold you

nothings gonna be okay

something in my gut stops me

whatever alignment we're thrown to

i'm never deciding our own use

i know your old contemplations

can make you apprehensive

so sure that every bit wasted

will end up more suppressive

now we've older

and we've just got closer

to what we suffered

and it's all wrong

but

not everything's easy

'cause i suck at seeing the signs

we're not gonna steal away

stuck up in a rut

to ease

surrounding our sight with my sole view

i'm counting the nights 'til i hold you

nothings gonna be okay

something in my gut stops me

whatever alignment we're thrown to

i'm never deciding our own use

we're not gonna steal away

stuck up in a rut

to ease

surrounding our sight with my sole view

i'm counting the nights 'til i hold you

nothings gonna be okay

something in my gut stops me

whatever alignment we're thrown to

i'm never deciding our own use

it's just that i could never go again

but if i could

i wouldn't go alone

i thought that you would always be a friend

and that i wouldn't have to say

i can't even see this right

if i can't be in your life

there's nothing i use

to resort to

i'm giving this up

to console you

we're not gonna steal away

stuck up in a rut

to ease

surrounding our sight with my sole view

i'm counting the nights 'til i hold you

nothings gonna be okay

something in my gut stops me

whatever alignment we're thrown to

i'm never deciding our own use

we're not gonna steal away

stuck up in a rut

to ease

surrounding our sight with my sole view

i'm counting the nights 'til i hold you

nothings gonna be okay

something in my gut stops me

whatever alignment we're thrown to

i'm never deciding our own use