I

Have had a lifetime of reality,

It’s made me face mortality,

But I’m not ready yet.

You

Are not the best of them,

But you’re better than the worst of them,

But you’re not ready yet.

 

Chorus:

Cry over your bad decisions,

Lick your wounds with salty tongues.

Hold on tight with both of your hands and

Don’t ever, don’t ever, think you’ll ever get away.