well here we are again
seconds before I do something I'll regret
maybe its for the better

because I cant get enough and you've always had enough
did your mom decide to let you out tonight?
because she never seems to when I inquire

well yeah its within your right
but if you cared about it it wouldn't be in your sight


how far can I push it till it breaks?
a throbbing head and a heart ache
if this aint love its a waste of time

Im all your would you be mine?

thrown into a pool of thoughts

a white out ending a shuffled stacked of cards in my head
sometimes I find it so hard
to stay positive when i'm always underfed


how far can I push it till it breaks?
a throbbing head and a heartache

if this aint love its a waste of time
all this and more in the hang time


one man to stand alone to have the chance to come home
what this world is about all our plans were made for someone else


sometimes I reach down inside
and use the words that represent what I could find
if this aint love its a waste of time

i'm all yours
i'm yours
all this and more in the hang time