Knocking on doors and swallow every key Knocking on doors and swallow every key [?] What a terrible time we had, do you want it back? What a terrible time we had, do you want it back? [?] We lived in the smallest home And all of it darkened as we [?] [?] pieces to [?] The time of the moon and the earth and [?] [?] Began to doubt ourselves [?] as you were So that’s [?] I used to drink off of you Take sips of perspective of the things you said And we disagreed [?] But I still love to taste it Then something bitter Something within ourselves Just as most of the things I deserve I learned how to waste it I made you sick where I had meant to make you mine I found loneliness in a room that you were in I know it tore you up, it wasn’t be design Oh do you care that it’s over Do you ever trace the lines Was it [?] are you sober Just to show we’re not alone Walking home is harder The pace gets hard to keep [?] all the windows Outlining every street Do you disappear if I break them I [?] [?] I’m holding on, I’m holding on Oh, I’m holding on Which version of you is the right one The one from our memories The one locking doors that I knocked on Swallowing every key [?] I don’t want to sleep alone [?] Oh do you care that it’s over Do you ever trace the lines Was it [?] are you sober Just to show we’re not alone I said I loved you as a way to change the subject Fingers breaking as they cross You said you loved me so you wouldn’t have to prove it With both eyes towards the door