It's time, we admit generations apart
I'm fine! Don't need a reminder of thens and false starts
Life, in the service of love, is filled with humiliation and defeat
And you got me beat
This unknown stays a part of you, we value what we know, but don't you know
There's one forsaking side of you, we left at the front door
All you asked was demonstration of our underlying truth
I looked for balance in the rational point of view
But if I'm honest with myself, I guess I really couldn't tell
If I'll give a shit and find the time to search for something new
So let me wallow, let me fall down streets, "...home an hour ago"
So let me wallow, let me fall down streets, "...home an hour ago"
So let me wallow, let me fall down streets, "...home an hour ago"
So let me wallow, let me fall down streets, "should've been home an hour ago"