Only blowhards still think that they know everything
Like there's rules always written in stone
But if this were the truth, we'd have wasted our youth
With all the cynics who end up alone
In the song that you sing as you wait for that ring
With the cuplets made of lines you were sold
It's an image adorned as your life gets ignored
Now you're dropping the things you can't hold
It's slipping out of your control
If the love that you feel couldn't pierce through these shields
What's the point of your dreaming at all?
While you wait on the brink for your lips to be sealed
You should know that you might have to crawl
Well baby you might have to crawl
Why do you waste your time?
Why do you waste your time?
Every lepper seems sick but they all have their tricks
From being selfless and humble in spades
Well they know how to hide and can find compromise
With the plans they still struggle to make
Don't forsake this
Praising your mistakes
If the love that you feel couldn't pierce through these shields
What's the point of your dreaming at all?
While you wait on the brink for your lips to be sealed
You should know that you might have to crawl
Well baby you might have to crawl
Nothing to say? Well it all floats away
But you don't want to be in the cold
While the lines that you read only fall in between
You keep buying the lies you've been told
Like a squatter still mining for gold
If the love that you feel couldn't pierce through these shields
What's the point of your dreaming at all?
While you wait on the brink for your lips to be sealed
You should know that you might have to crawl
Well baby you might have to crawl
Well baby you might have to crawl
But we can't break the static at all