| Tuesday at 2 AM
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| Long after you said goodnight
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| I put the coffee on strong and I
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| Bought me some time
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| The roses you left me were dead
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| On the desk on my right
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| A subtle reminder that nothings
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| Designed to survive
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| A love overcome is a battle half won
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| The view from the sides of the gun
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| Well now, I’m so afraid to be ready to change all these locks
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| To disconnect the dots
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| And I just can’t take the pain
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| Although make no mistake
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| Cause it’s time I untied all the knots
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| Cause if it’s one thing I know that I’m not
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| Well, thats a ship in the dock
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| The winds picking up
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| And I’m looking above for a sign
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| Your photograph hanging
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| A moment just clinging to life
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| But I’ve seen the top of those trees
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| On the opposite side
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| Oh and if the grass isn’t greener
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| Well, I’ll know atleast that I tried
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| Cause I won’t let myself live in this world
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| Of what ifs but it don’t get much harder than it is
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| Well now, I’m so afraid to be ready to change all of the locks
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| To disconnect the dots
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| And I just can’t take the pain
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| Although make no mistake
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| Cause it’s time I untied all the knots
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| Cause if theres one thing I know that I’m not
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| Well thats a ship in the dock
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| Ohhhhhhh yeah yeah yeah
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| Ohhhhhh Ohhhhh yeah yeah
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| Well I’m so afraid to be ready to change all these locks
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| To disconnect the dots
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| Oh I just can’t take the pain
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| Although make no mistake
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| Cause it’s time I untied all the knots
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| Cause if it’s one thing I know that I’m not
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| Well thats a ship in the dock
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| I know that I’m not
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| Thats a ship in the dock |