[00:12.27]I've been terrified since you walked out the door
[00:22.89]These are not the lies I told you once before
[00:33.93]This is not the end it's still an outside thing
[00:44.97]I'm not taking off my wedding ring just yet
[00:54.36]In it's years since I took stock of it
[00:56.67]Seems that it's become to much
[01:05.25]This is everything I ever wrote
[01:11.07]Collapsed into the core
[01:50.37]I've been terrified for far too ****ing lon
[02:00.90]What is that thing I lack that makes you so damn strong
[02:11.94]Your letter in my hands is rolled into a ball
[02:22.80]With drunken comedy it's thrown hard at the wall
[02:32.64]In it's years since I took stock of it
[02:34.98]Seems it's become too much
[02:43.47]This is everything I ever wrote
[02:49.32]Collapsed into the core
[02:54.63]The stitches are unravelling
[03:00.00]And the seems have all but burst
[03:05.16]Maybe all my years of travelling
[03:11.16]Have quenched what I've thirsted
[03:46.32]These years have flown by
[03:47.04]These hands have shaken
[03:51.66]I have no notion
[03:57.06]What happens next
[04:02.25]There's a kind of feelings
[04:08.31]And I think of it
[04:14.43]Then the panic quickens
[04:18.93]There is no sorrow

I've been terrified since you walked out the door
These are not the lies I told you once before
This is not the end it's still an outside thing
I'm not taking off my wedding ring just yet
In it's years since I took stock of it
Seems that it's become to much
This is everything I ever wrote
Collapsed into the core
I've been terrified for far too ****ing lon
What is that thing I lack that makes you so damn strong
Your letter in my hands is rolled into a ball
With drunken comedy it's thrown hard at the wall
In it's years since I took stock of it
Seems it's become too much
This is everything I ever wrote
Collapsed into the core
The stitches are unravelling
And the seems have all but burst
Maybe all my years of travelling
Have quenched what I've thirsted
These years have flown by
These hands have shaken
I have no notion
What happens next
There's a kind of feelings
And I think of it
Then the panic quickens
There is no sorrow