We were never in the park Talkin' on a see-saw teetering with our feelings in the dark Ignoring tornado warnings He didn't hold me in his arms We didn't stumble over the pages of our relationship arc Ignoring tornado warnings Don't understand how quickly we get Right back in our rhythm without missing a step And logically the last thing I should have on my mind But I want you there sometimes I guess maybe that's why I'm lying to my therapist I keep saying things like, "I never saw him, and we never kissed" Now I think somehow in my mind If I could convince him, if he doesn't see it, then maybe it doesn't exist I think he's onto me every time I say, "I'm over that son of a-" Lying to my therapist I deserve an hour in a week to focus on my thoughts Not so obsessed with yours, I can't hear myself speak I deserve my own consideration, sometimes, I wish I kept Some of my feelings in the basement so I'd still have some left Don't understand how quickly we get Right back in our rhythm without missing a step And logically the last thing I should have on my mind But I want you there sometimes I guess maybe that's why I'm lying to my therapist I keep saying things like, "I never saw him, and we never kissed" Now I think somehow in my mind If I could convince him, if he doesn't see it, then maybe it doesn't exist I think he's onto me every time I say, "I'm over that son of a-" Lying to my therapist I'll drive you home, you drive me crazy But that's not gonna stop me I'll call you out, you call me, "Baby" But that's not gonna stop me From lying to my therapist I keep saying things like, "I never saw him, and we never kissed" Now I think somehow in my mind If I could convince him, if he doesn't see it, then maybe it doesn't exist I think he's onto me every time I say, "I'm over that son of a b-" I'm lying to my therapist

I died a week ago There's nothing left It's caught on video The very last breath The very last breath The very last breath The very last breath The very last breath In time an avalanche Will cave in on mines Covering all evidence The very last time The very last time The very last time The very last time The very last time All this fuss over nothing Reinventing the wheel All this searching for something that's not real All this fuss over nothing Reinventing the wheel All this searching for something that's not real I died a week ago There's nothing left It's caught on video The very last breath All this fuss over nothing Reinventing the wheel All this searching for something that's not real All this fuss over nothing Reinventing the wheel All this searching for something that's not real All this fuss over nothing Reinventing the wheel All this searching for something that's not real All this fuss over nothing Reinventing the wheel All this searching for something that's not real

Is it over? Did it end while I was gone? Cause my shoulders Couldn't hold that weight for long And it all just feels the same Somebody better let me know my name Before I give myself away Somebody better show me how I feel Cause I know I'm not at the wheel Is it over? Did it last or come undone? Cause I told ya I didn't wanna hurt no one But the faces are all the same Somebody better let me know my name Before I give myself away Somebody better show me how I feel Cause I know I'm not at the wheel Somebody better let me know my name Before I give myself away Somebody better show me how I feel Cause I know I'm not at the wheel Somebody better let me know my name Before I give myself away Somebody better show me how I feel Cause I know I'm not at the wheel

I've been looking for a change of state I've been looking for a sign that I'm not too late I've been looking for some piece of mind I've been searching for someone that I won't find Oh Montardit, will you be done waiting? I'll climb the steep But I'll be too late, too late, too late, too late And though I'm never there I never left I've been waiting for an answer To a question never met Ho, ho-ho, ho Ho, ho-ho, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho Ho-ho-ho, ho ho-ho Ho, ho-ho, ho Ho, ho-ho, ho Ho, ho-ho, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho Ho-ho-ho, ho ho-ho Ho, ho-ho, ho From the Segre to the Aragon Oh Nevada, the dry states that feel long gone Never listened when I should have done Never noticed the shoulders that I stand on Oh Montardit, will you be done waiting? I'll climb the steep But I'll be too late, too late, too late, too late And though I'm never there I never left I've been waiting for an answer To a question never met Ho, ho-ho, ho Ho, ho-ho, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho Ho-ho-ho, ho ho-ho Ho, ho-ho, ho Ho, ho-ho, ho Ho, ho-ho, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho Ho-ho-ho, ho ho-ho Ho, ho-ho, ho From the Segre to the Aragon (ho, ho-ho, ho) Ho, ho-ho, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho From the Segre to the Aragon (ho-ho-ho, ho ho-ho) Ho, ho-ho, ho From the Segre to the Aragon (ho, ho-ho, ho) Ho, ho-ho, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho Oh Nevada, the dry states that feel long gone (ho-ho-ho, ho ho-ho) Ho, ho-ho, ho Ho, ho-ho, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho Ho, ho-ho, ho Ho, ho-ho, ho-ho-ho-ho-ho Ho, ho-ho, ho Ho, ho-ho, ho Ho, ho-ho, ho Ho, ho-ho, ho