Somebody knows. The secrets we've been keeping. And the looks that we've been stealing. They're a ticking time bomb. . And when it blows. The wreckage and the wasteland.
We gotta hold onto hope,. In this heartless world we gotta hold on to hope,. We gotta let it go,. Or it'll eat us alive we gotta let it go.. . Do you know me?.
My lady, unpredictable. She preach file and brimstone in the study hall. In darkness, she's a lightening bolt. She's so powerful. . My lady, undeniable.
Here's to wasted time. Here's to wasted time. Watching the tree's swaying in the breeze. . The corners of my mind. The corners of my mind. Are folding to meet like a secret that you keep.