Lyrics

Cutting belts and magazines Of things you'll never need The mirrors in your room at night Of skies that never fall You're sorry that it matters more But who would ever tell I know you need to stay above But I swore I swore I swore It's all over your eyes There's nothing you can do I'm coming out my skin tonight So tell me if you're ready or not I'm tired of living out a lie Sitting here watching things flying by me And maybe maybe You're gonna save me Maybe maybe But I don't know I don't think so Last night I woke up cold And I walked right out into the dark And eight hundred reasons why kept flying into my eyes Wish I could say that I killed 'em dead But they're just much bigger than I It's all over your eyes There's nothing you can do I'm coming out my skin tonight So tell me if you're ready or not I'm tired of living out a lie Sitting here watching things flying by me And maybe maybe You're gonna save me Maybe maybe But I don't know I don't think so