From the darkest lows to the heavenly highs Another dream let go on every mantelpiece
If you had your life to live over again would you do it in style or make those same mistakes?
If I keep folding there'll be nothing left of me but these shapeless shoulders and this cold, dead smile These days are better written off than written down
Will you live your life through a bustling child or will you sail the seas of self-discovery?
Does it make you smile when you think of a rhyme or do you get tired just burning oxygen?
If I keep folding there'll be nothing left of me but these shapeless shoulders and this cold, dead smile These days are better written off than written down
Oh the wasted days and the promises made put the fear of God in every one of us
Resolution: see through the soles of your feet So find a girl you can reach ever the optimist
If I keep folding there'll be nothing left of me but these shapeless shoulders and this cold, dead smile These days are better written off than written down
