our window

Well it's four in the morning,

things are getting heavy,

and we both know that it's over,
but we both are not ready

and you're talking like a stranger

so I don't know what to do

and I'm callous and I'm cruel,
to everyone but you

Well I don't think that it's the end

but I know we can't keep going

Well I don't think that it's the end

but I know we can't keep going

-noah and the whale-