a phone call could have stopped this song could've related before it all went wrong spoken, i might have understood type's no good i think we're over-thinking gone this is how we waste our time on all this anger redefined bottled up and dead on-line leave it deprived oxygen leave it screen blind drowning numb i won't be the first to let it go i can hold on if i think you're holding on think of the things that we could do lungs full breaking air in two then , then we're over-thinking gone this is how we waste our time oh all this anger we define bottled up and dead on-line leave it deprived oxygen leave it screen blind drowning numb hard and fragile lost in space where there's no air no human grace