You give up a few things Chasing a dream I keep running away from Every sin I made at 17 Took the scenic route Down a dead end street Thought I'd find you there Thought I'd find what I might need Oh sweet oxygen Let me breathe again And it shows I'm overexposed with fear in tow The same lyrical tropes and overused notes I've Well I cut the rope That I tied to the past I've always known I'd like to be the water where you float You're begging for a reason I'm trying to explain That what you're hearing's What I need to say Been crawling through the darkness Been fighting off the pain My scars still show It gets worse every day Oh sweet oxygen Let me breathe again With your hands around my neck I'm starting to give in And it shows I'm overexposed with fear in tow The same lyrical tropes and overused notes I've Well I cut the rope That I tied to the past I've always known I'd like to be the water where you float The sins I made at 17 Have started crashing down on me I'm swimming against The currents of regret That brought you to me The sins I made at 17 Have started crashing down on me I'm swimming against The currents of regret That brought you to me That brought you to me And it shows I'm overexposed with fear in tow The same lyrical tropes and overused notes I've Well I cut the rope That I tied to the past I've always known I'd like to be the water where you float The water where you float