As we fall we see our methods lack.
We can't communicate
As we watch through the glass.
There's nothing wrong
When nine out of ten really can't complain.
But wouldn't they hate to be the one?
To find an easy way out of here
It's proving just as bad.
To find out all the things we still don't know.
We're left out, yeah we really should've known.
We're cold and wounded in the rain,
And I'm wondering why I came.
Because I'm leaving again.
We cannot find we lose our faith,
Yet still, we go on anyway.
But can't walk through the glass.
There's something wrong.
Now we can't pretend that maybe it can wait.
Never thought I'd be the one.
T o find an easy way out of here
It's proven just as bad
Take back all that you can see.
Don't share all your views with me.
Yeah, I'm leaving again