I know we've been down this road before
and i'm sure this will end up on the floor.
We're walking down this road unknown,
but we don't have to walk alone.
The more that clock's allowed to talk,
the easier it is to listen
to its logical prayer.
I can't define love,
but I know I feel it.
Patience is a virtue;
one that i don't have.
I could get over you,
but don't let me make that mistake.
You'll never get that happy ending
when you're afraid to turn the page.
This is a warning.
The sirens are wailing.
Evacuate this life
into my arms.
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