"Killing Time" lyrics

"Killing Time"

Another empty road no where to go on my horizon
Another sun that sets on a memory left when we were flying
Now there's nothing lonelier than waiting on another day
We're all the same when this poison's in the well

Won't be the first won't be the last time that I feel it
Salt on the wound whiskey on the move so I can heal this
When pain's your friend you go sin to sin all the hell

Heard what you didn't say
I felt you push away and now
I'm second guessing every question that I never asked
I see just who you are
Your just another scar
Were you real or did you feel there were strings attached
Was I killing your heart, were you killing mine
Or were we both just killing time

Keep telling yourself there's someone else out there to save you
Burn through another one dig another hole that's what we do
You were made for me, cause misery loves company

Heard what you didn't say
I felt you push away
I'm second guessing every question that I never asked
I see just who you are
Your just another scar
Were you real or did you feel there were strings attached
Was I killing your heart, were you killing mine
Or were we both just killing time...

(On and on and on and on and on...)


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