Like an apology
The thrill of honesty is gone
My muse is good to me
She talks to me when I'm alone
I get what I deserve
She doesn't tell me when I'm wrong anymore.
It always takes too long to get started
You never know when that ride's departing
Where's my autonomy?
The fear of making it alone
She whispers in my ear
And gets me closer to my home
It doesn't matter
If I put garbage in the gold
And you know
It always takes too long to get started
You never know when that ride's departing
Don't leave,
Don't leave,
Stop freaking me out!
It always takes too long to get started
You never know when that ride's departing
Don't leave,
Don't leave,
Stop freaking me out!"