could it be that this one drink put me over
could it be that I got lost on the drive
you don't seem surprised and you can tell that I've been crying
crying
from here the sounds they drown me in my sleeping hours
I get confused trying to tell the dreams from what I know
what if I didn't go, would you say the same things over?
over
those nights came too fast to an end
and what it meant, we'll pretend to wait and see
but I'm not asking cause asking changes everything
so I'll just take it in whenever I can
I don't have a plan but I've got this heart for the taking
heart for the taking
of all of my mistakes, let it not be this heart to take