Owen - Gazebo lyrics

Alone on a train You're running towards Or maybe away from a reason to wake each morning Your thoughts again drift to us and what we have or haven't become Your head shakes and you think, "never again" Its true what they say about fools who leave too soon They don't ever really move on Put you hand in your bag and pull out the Carver book you grabbed before leaving Instead you realize, "in this too she was right" You make and excuse You make up a lie So what's left of your soul like the best friend you just sold to sleep easy at night Its true what they say about fools who speak too soon They don't ever really know what they're getting into or out of You're on your way The taste of blood from a bitten tongue You're in need of some new teeth that won't cave in