Start counting me down
to the moment I break watching you fading out
Don't forget to forget about me when you go
Nothing held me tonight
Not a word stopped my hand from trembling
when I felt much less of a man than I've felt in awhile
I've never felt so let go
I'll be the first to swear to God I'm doing alright
Then let God be the first to see me break apart every night
Everybody knows that
Momma's got a bed when you want to come home
But when the waves cave in and the ships lose hold
Sometimes I find it easier drowning alone
Now I feel most at home when I'm farthest from home
You're just pictures for fading
and fragments of poems now, darling
It's strange to think about you that way
I'll be the first to swear to God I'm making it fine
Then let God be the first to see me break apart every night
I once heard that all of my heroes were failures like I
It doesn't leave very much hope for me
knowing even heroes can't survive in a place like this
Everybody knows that
Momma's got a bed when you want to come home
Now the waves cave in and the ships lose hold
I guess nobody swore it'd get easier
Everybody knows that
Momma's got a bed when you want to come home
But when the waves cave in and the ships lose hold
Sometimes I find it easier drowning alone
So I'll lay here alone, drowning alone
Over and out...
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