I only try to be louder Than echo of my regrets What happened with of this beauty I tear the rope in my hand trying to let this go I used to think we're still bounded Where I'm so fucking lost and you're so fucking found I used to think that I'm still drawing moving a tree branch along this ground
I'm still waiting for the rain To wash away Paper town inside of my head I turn my back to everything I'm still walking through the night In all alone Flashing lights and empty crossroads Will never lead me back home
And I'll take the blame I don't fucking judge I'm still holding on I just want to put back a piecre of glass that you broke I just want to mend everything we've done If you hear it all I'll be always sorry for the mess I've made If I carry this weight I want you know I've got nothing to hate