And there is something in your face
that pulls me far enough away.
I guess that I always knew
that I'd find you when I thought
that I'd be letting out my darkest now,
and in my climbing out I think I let you live.
I wish you'd try to save me,
your silence makes me crazy.
It takes a lot to say that something is fate,
I kind of know where you're headed.
Am I too up front, or am I just on time?
Well where is your head at?
And there is something in your face
that pulls me far enough away.
I guess that I always knew
that I'd find you when I thought
I reached my point, I let them down.
I slept in the worst part of this town.
You are my song, and you are where I want to be.