and to think simple words like a lifetime
am i holding onto regret?
to think that with time it could all disappear
it just hasn't started quite yet

just think, what if there is more
how can we be sure of the things we've been told before
it feels good to finally smile
after all this time looking back
it's so hard to react to you

and my hands feel as numb as the nails that i used
the ones i drove into your heart
abstraction leaves room for distraction in here
and the wind blows the pieces apart
a vague comprehension is blurring
and causing us to feel unsure
like somehow there's so much more we wanted to do
but the time stayed elusive once more

just think, what if there is more
how can we be sure of the things we've been told before
it feels good to finally smile
after all this time looking back
it's so hard to react to you.