If you shoot me down
Oh, lash on out
I'll count the loss
I won't
Be the broken man who
Showed his hand then lost it all
Broke but not dead or done
Hope flows better with a rising sun
You're better of waiting
Than ruminating
On love's arrow
She's cooling by the minute
But you're still faded
Thinking out loud about
Your woes
You speak first cause
It's just another instinct
Don't fret if it's never what it seems
Shoot the shit cause you won't remember
But
Less thinking won't give what you're missing
We're all captives of our own broken memories
Never fall asleep cause you're never sober