| Wake up, do I need these things that I’m asking for?
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| So I give up and turn in the dreams that I’ve been sold
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| You’ll never know the lines that were crossed just to make it home
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| So I’ll cover up the fear that I’m not there for anybody
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| Wish I was getting used to this
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| Wish I was getting used to this
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| And every chance I get, I let it go
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| And every moment spent is not enough
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| Wish I was getting used to all of this
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| I’m looking down from the edge
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| And would I do it again
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| Would I take the world that I know now
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| For a day that I don’t miss you
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| I’m looking down from the edge
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| And would I do it again
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| But it’s getting hard to understand
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| Why I’m wide awake but barely breathing
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| I’ve spent all my energy
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| Justifying my failures at close range
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| And every chance I get, I let it go
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| And every moment spent is not enough
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| Pull the trigger, I’ve been such a waste
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| Neglecting life and love it’s one in the same thing
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| And every chance I get, I let it go
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| And every moment spent is not enough
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| Wish I was getting used to all of this
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| I’m looking down from the edge
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| And would I do it again
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| Would I take the world that I know now
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| For a day that I don’t miss you
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| I’m looking down from the edge
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| And would I do it again
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| But it’s getting hard to understand
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| Why I’m wide awake but barely breathing
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| But barely breathing
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| But barely breathing
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| I know I’ve got too much to lose
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| For me to turn my back on you
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| On the wall, we were meant to fall
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| Don’t regret the life we chose
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| Looking down from the edge
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| Would I do it again?
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| Looking down from the edge
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| I’m looking down from the edge
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| And would I do it again
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| Would I take the world that I know now
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| For a day that I don’t miss you
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| I’m looking down from the edge
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| And would I do it again
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| But it’s getting hard to understand
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| Why I’m wide awake but barely breathing |