i built a wall
i cut you off
no there’s no lie
that’s gonna fix this hurt
i played the saint
i cursed your name
now there’s no one
but myself to blame
that you’re gone
wait…
wait
always never seems to work
it’s a word you never learned
i don’t really see a way clear
it’s a sea ever churning in tides
in the sureness of time/mind
and our words will repeat now forever again
well this might take a while to figure out
so don’t you rush it
and hold your head up high right through the doubt
‘cause it’s just a matter of time
you’ve been running so fast
it’s the seven day mile
has you torn in-between here and running away
I built a wall
I cut you off
No there’s no lie
That’s gonna fix this hurt
I played the saint
I cursed your name
Now there’s no one
But myself to blame
That you’re gone
wait…
wait…
“ … and down here nothing gets chance it’s a world too big for us …”
