How's it gonna be?-Third Eye Blind.
I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore
before you take a swing
I wonder,
what are we fighting for
when I say out loud
I want to get out of this
I wonder,
when you don't know me
is there anything I'm going to miss
how's it going to be
how's it going to be
when you're sure I'm not there
how's it going to be
when there is no one there to talk to
between you and me, how's it going to be
cause I don't care
how's it going to be
where we used to laugh
there's a shouting match
sharp as a thumbnail scratch
a silence I can't ignore
like...
the hammocks and the doorways
we spent time in swing empty
don't see lightning like last fall
when it was about to hit me
I guess that's how it's going to be
want to get back in again
the soft dive of oblivion