This is where...

We sit expecting to make it out,
so plan on making it out alive.
This is just part of the story that
you wrote and we're not supposed to survive.

I guess things never change.
This is something new, you can't change the past.
This is an illustration of everyone who cares.
And now we're slowly sinking.

One night can change everything,
when your singing for a reason.
Perspectives gone and we're just singing along
until we find ourselves.
You don't care, but you're the reason why.

I've got this weight off my shoulders,
but I'll carry the weight of the world.
I've got to keep my composure,
for this love is pushing me through.
How could this be so condescending?
How could this be?

One night can change everything,
when your singing for a reason.
Perspectives gone and we're just singing along
until we find ourselves.
You don't care, but you're the reason why.

This is something new, you can't change the past.
This is an illustration of everyone who cares.

What seemed so right has all gone wrong.
My emotions are bleeding through this pen,
I've been writing for so long.
Falling through the cracks, what was once stable ground.
I did this for you.

We're starting in the cracks...