She was a one way heart break, bleeding out through her emerald eyes
On the Garden State Parkway, 4am under canvas skies
I was young and hungry and needed to prove I could feel alive
It starts with something, something you can't articulate
Your head says move but you only move in a figure eight
I was young and dumb and needed to prove in some kind of fate
Wake me up, I want to feel it 'til my heart shuts down
Smell her perfume on the last train out when I'm leaving the station
Take me back, I want to tell her that I'll lose track of all the memories that we'll never have
If I don't learn to be patient
If I don't learn to be patient
In a last ditch effort I tried to feign that I had control
Then I saw my breath in the parking lot of the grocery store
And her ghost said, "You don't need to live like that anymore"
Take me back, I want to tell her that I'll lose track of all the memories that we'll never have
If I don't learn to be patient
If I don't learn to be patient
Wake me up, I want to feel it 'til my heart shuts down
Smell her perfume on the last train out when I'm leaving the station
Take me back, I want to tell her that I'll lose track of all the memories that we'll never have
If I don't learn to be patient
If I don't learn to be patient