I can't seem to salvage this part of me
I lost within the wreckage of my old belief
I've made bold excuses hoping that we'd
Forgive the past by trusting what we can be
I've got so much love for what we are
But there's a voice in the back of my mind that's telling me to run
Oh-oh-oh-oh
When did being honest become such a feat
We're still holding onto a worn down dream
I'm the king of excuses and you're the queen
And never facing the truth has caught up with me
I've got so much love for what we are
But there's a voice in the back of my mind that's telling me to run
I've got so much love for what we are
But there's a voice in the back of my mind that's telling me to run