Sipping on my coffee on a Monday, some day

Wonder wander what the buckle under the weight

Slipping on a face to face the fated freight

Trade and raid the braided and the faded

Gobble up till you find yourself jaded

Hold your horses you haven't made it

Chase the chaste and lead them to hate

Don't dread the dead that put you to bed

Oh no

Get back here; look at me now!

Sticking to the script

I penned down, to bring down, the red dawn that scratches out

Haunting me; demanding; reminding me that I've yet to get you off

Breathing on my neck; you cannot tackle that I beat the bowed

Stalked with bated breath, break the bread, I'll hold the door, show yourself out

Get back here look at me now!

So

Called me wasted

Called me aside, just decide that it's over

Saving time

All the time I've been saving

All the love I've been craving

I'm the one, you ain't leaving

Stick this shift, I'm still brave and

Tripping on the ripple, that you cripple all hope

Stepping aside to let in my woe

All the roads will lead you to Rome

Undercutting everything, never coming back home

No, I'm never coming back home

Called me wasted

Called me aside, just decide that it's over

Saving time

Faded, Graded, Braided, Made it, Jaded, Can I try this time

Call me wasted

Call me aside, just decide that it's over

Saving time