"The Punch" lyrics

I wasted time to find you in the line of love
Just so you could learn how to hide
'Cause we're finding answers now and we're screening evidence
That just doesn't add up to your innocence and it's wearing this case thin

This scene is all surreal and I cannot find
Just how to feel 'cause my dream just died
And I want to run but my feet get in the way
Of the getaway that day

If I could know, well I tried to know
But defeat grabs me and it's hard to realize just where to go
I know I should have shown charisma but at a loss for words
We flew like birds without looking where to go

This scene is all surreal and I cannot find
Just how to feel 'cause my dream just died
And I want to run but my feet get in the way
Of the getaway that day

She left here what a sight:
"What the fuck is it I'm trying to please you"
Sweetheart says
We don't pick our loves, we just pick our paths
Photographed, watch her side
We don't collect evidence for a reason
Trade insides so we could pick our lives
When we could just pick our paths
Sweetheart says
We don't pick our loves, we can just pick our paths
Trade insides, watching blow by blow
For letting things go

I crawled into your thoughts
And through your mind
To gather essential pieces again

This scene is all surreal and I cannot find
Just how to feel 'cause my dream just died
And I want to run but my feet get in the way
Of the getaway that day
This scene is all surreal and I cannot find
Just how to feel 'cause my dream just died
And I want to run but my feet get in the way
Of the getaway that day

Sweetheart says
We don't pick our loves, we just pick our paths
Trade insides, watching blow by blow
For letting things fly by
Keep eyes wide, I'm watching from windows
And keeping tabs on all those lies
Watch faces as I make a widow
For letting things go