Touch your lips and picture yourself with no one there to kiss and wonder why you're left so unprepared not a note or a call the message is sent with nothing at all maybe that's what he intended for you
And I'm on my way yea I'm on my way yea (2nd chorus add this->I need time to think thing's over and that's the worst excuse that you've ever heard and I'm on my way yea)
More or less something is wrong and with all do respect please don't speak and forever hold your peace all that's left is the space in the room that's so hollow and vague and the wall bears a striking resemblance to you
Maybe I should feel bad but this talk is the best thing that we've had and I knew this works better with one than with two