It's like all the wallpaper inside my heart
Is slowly, slowly peeling off
And I'm showing all the stains and things
They wrote on the wall before
We've left all the blinking lights and shouting
Behind us now and I'll stare at you
As you stare, as you stare right back at the sky
Give me two damn minutes and I'll be fine
Give me two damn minutes and I'll be fine
These hands are growing old
They're running out of things to hold
Give me two damn minutes and I'll be
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If there was one place I could be right now
I'd be standing here between you and him
And I'll fight you both, fight you both
For the rest of my lifelong days
But today we ripped it off, we ripped it off
We showed the world that we exist
Never really liked the pattern that much
On the wallpaper, so anyway
Give me two damn minutes and I'll be fine
Give me two damn minutes and I'll be fine
These hands are growing old
They're running out of things to hold
Give me two damn minutes and I'll be
I can hear the children calling out as though across the bar
I can hear the children calling
If I'm good, will you come back?
If I'm good, will you come back?
If I'm good, will you come back to us?
If I'm good, will you come back?
If I'm good, will you come back?
If I'm good, will you come back to us?
Oh, if I'm good, if I'm good, if I'm, if I'm, if I'm good
If I'm good, will you come back?
If I'm good, will you come back?
If I'm good, will you come back to, back to, back to?
Give me two damn minutes and I'll be fine
Give me two damn minutes and I'll be fine
These hands are growing old
They're running out of things to hold
Give me two damn minutes and I'll be