If I could, I would make up all the time I waste
Like endless rain I fall
Relentlessly until I drown
You're still the one thing I could adore
But you wanted more, so I pray
Help is on the way
While all the pretty little things come to you willing anything
I spend my time inside, shadowing, disappearing
You're breaking my heart lately so I write it off
Like it's "just a one time thing" and I think
Help is on the way