I had to make it quick
before my heartbeat
slowly returns to its normal speed
tic toc tic toc

it's the sound of your voice
mixed with the ache of a promise
that keeps me so cliche
I'm ruining my chances of escaping
with every cigarette and missed call

and here we go again
lets begin with the beginning
I'm waiting for the moment
it all clicks into place
perpetual misspellings
disconnected
sentence fragments
you never could make plans

my head is spinning
and I'm stuck with smoke
seeping into my lungs
trying to make sense of
you all everybody

and if you miss the metaphor
the downfall will be complete
all my weaknesses wrapped into
one
misunderstanding
you'll never call back

yet
I'll continue to stay blissfully unaware
of all my bad decisions coming around and
looking me in the eyes
who are you to tell me...

take what you can while there's time
I'm trying to mispronounce
the last syllable
because it always did catch me up