A bar top divided with a stare at long eyes to hear ears hung on, a question that it might not work last call, somewhere should I go home or stay here hold me up dear a toast to the one who poured out my regrets a call to air, I'll intake one last I'll follow you home Don't hold me up if your arms are breaking I can't tell you enough It's discouraging when you say Please hear me out with a curse to accent The sentences you make The sentences that make me ask A silence recited as my voice just distorts in her ears Rung out, obsessive that she might solve all her problems Should I hold on to my fears Hear me out dear a toast to the one who poured out my regrets a call to air, I'll intake one last I'll follow you home Don't hold me up if your arms are breaking I can't tell you enough It's discouraging when you say Please hear me out with a curse to accent The sentences you make The sentences that make me ask This air spoiled by the times when you were here And I feel like trying a new design where your heart is put in a case And I find that the beating just breaks down the walls Hold me up dear Should I go home or stay here Hold me up dear Should I hold on to my fears