The Clocks

She buries the clocks times wide open like her thoughts but you still make sense and

I feel the weakness in your touch

I am in repair

So much that no one cares release the charm while

I hold my hand over your mouth

I would follow you down if you're still here

I can't feel like

I'm calling out your name we'll shake away the memories

I know I feel the way you sin just scream I won't surrender this feels like plastic but on my own accord one day it makes you perfect a kind of treason that you live for but my god

What have we done

I can't feel like

I'm calling out your name we'll shake away the memories

I know I feel the way you sin just scream I won't surrender cross my heart my lips defend your tongue my face demands your touch we fake but not enough you're gonna burn someday we're gonna live forever

I'm calling out your name we'll shake away the memories

I know I feel the way you sin just scream I won't surrender