Miscommunicating, falling on your own
Friday night, I'm fried and looking to go home
With anyone who feels like I do
Floating out in space, nobody listens to you
Sick of the whole race
Tired of being tired, tired of pushing on
On and on and on
Last orders at the broken hearts, here he comes again
The moon, it falls, and the night, it starts
Chasing back the day
You gave up on everything to do it on your own
And the birds all sing when they know you're coming home
So tired of being tired, tired of pushing on
On and on and on
You were cruising along
Then you slammed on the brakes
Your mind catches up
But the thoughts never change
There's a hole in my heart
Just waiting for the sun
But nobody knows
Nobody knows when it's going to come
You try your best to forget, but it starts to eat away
And each little misstep leads you more astray
You try to trust in everyone
But the words you hear just ring, echo around your head
Nobody's getting in
So tired of being tired, tired of pushing on
Alone, alone, alone
You were cruising along
Then you slammed on the brakes
Your mind catches up
But the thoughts never change
There's a hole in my heart
Just waiting for the sun
But I don't know
No, I don't know if it's ever gonna come
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