The key's in the ignition
We're going home, going home
And there's nowhere to go but home
There's nowhere to go
Timing is everything we need
It is the only thing that's keeping us
From leaving
Trust me, trust me
We'll be there soon
We'll be there soon
Our wheels are stuck in the mud
Our wheels are stuck in the mud
And with the storm rolling in
It looks like this could be the end
It looks like this could be the end
There's a gaping hole, it's so big
The pressure in my chest, the pressure in my chest
It won't let go, it won't let go
There's a gaping hole, it's so big
Make me believe
And give me a taste
Of what this could be
Make me believe
And trust me, we'll be there
We'll be there soon
Timing is everything we need
It is the only thing that's keeping us
From leaving
And we promise to never, to never write
Instead of selling my soul, I'm giving it away
Instead of selling my soul, I'm giving it away
Make me believe
And give me a taste
Of what this could be
Make me believe
And trust me, we'll be there
We'll be there soon
I'm breathing
God I hope I'm breathing
(God I hope I'm breathing)
Keep your hands on my chest
And wait for a beat
I'll keep your trust in my arms
And pain in my feet
I'm breathing
God I hope I'm breathing
I'm breathing
God I hope I'm breathing
Make me believe
And give me a taste
Of what this could be
Make me believe
Oh, make me believe
And give me a taste
Of what this could be
Make me believe
And trust me
We'll be there soon