I'll sit outside these doors and keep my engine running
Until I calm the seas within me
Make a choice to carry on or carry out
My dream to be the one you sing to
When you're cold and all alone
Know that I am here and I'm still holding on

You can call me a coward
(You can call me a coward)
Or you can call it breaking free

My lungs can't handle anymore of this tonight
So I'll just go home before I say too much
Oh no, I've said too much

The taste of coffee on my tongue, so bittersweet
Mirrors the taste of what it's like to lose absolutely everything
Thickened air and thickened skin reminds me of what could've been
Had I not felt pressure on my ear
(Had I not felt the pressure)

My lungs can't handle anymore of this tonight
So I'll just go home before I say too much
Oh no, I've said too much

For the record, I am part of something wearing thin
The same thing thrusting me into this mess that I am in
I never thought I would find beauty in what once was dead
Some will fight, some will fly, I haven't made my choice yet
(I saw a robin fall from a tree)
(And the worst part is I couldn't do a damn thing)

My lungs can't handle anymore of this tonight
So I'll just go home before I say too much
Oh no, I've said too much