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