I think we had too much time
There's was nothin' left to speak
Is there a corner of this room where I should leave your things?
Closing books, the [?] bastard thoughts you couldn't keep
Frame photo on the top shelf that you could never reach
And our friends had it
We went miles to get it
But wherever we would go
I couldn't force the thing you owe
I can't fall with you, but I'll fall with you
Right down to this old floor
Yeah, there's a field that's only yours
Your sister wants to take my life
I think she's reading spells
Try to say it quietly, but it reached everyone else
You said that I was all you had, but look at what you made
Next time you open your hand, it won't be to hold your face
And our friends had it
We went miles to get it
But wherever we would go
I couldn't force the thing you owe
I can't fall with you, but I'll fall with you
Right down to this old floor
Yeah, there's a field that's only yours
