| My head inside a notion
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| Now left in isolation lately
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| Escape without an audience
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| Tainted worn down patience
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| Scratch beneath the surface it’s fading
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| Slow dancing with your friends downstairs
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| I’m still waiting to be hurt
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| I’ll surrender when my whole heart breaks, I’m still not ready
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| I’ll surrender when my whole heart breaks, I’m still not ready
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| Slow dancing with your friends downstairs
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| I’m still waiting to be hurt
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| I’ll surrender when my whole heart breaks, I’m still not ready
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| Mercy’s off the table
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| I’m late but not unstable
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| Your fate seems almost labeled I’m faithful
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| Been laying down foundations
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| Now seems like all is wasted
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| No sign of desperation, its painful
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| Slow dancing with your friends downstairs
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| I’m still waiting to be hurt
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| I’ll surrender when my whole heart breaks, I’m still not ready
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| I’ll surrender when my whole heart breaks, I’m still not ready
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| In my heart, in my heart, in my heart
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| I’ll surrender when my whole heart breaks, I’m still not ready
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| I’ll surrender when my whole heart breaks, I’m still not ready
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| Slow dancing with your friends downstairs
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| I’m still waiting to be hurt
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| I’ll surrender when my whole heart breaks, I’m still not ready
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| Surrender when my whole heart breaks
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| Surrender when my whole heart breaks |