This is the last chance to hold hands before the sunset
And to spill your secrets and emotions onto the internet
To lie to your lovers trusting eyes and leave disapointments for your mothers to find
Youre warm between a clocks cold sheets
They pretend to care for your stories while they count your few heart beats
It's the last time to be irritated by girls who use large words inappropriately
It's wrong
It's the last time to sit at a red light where you don't belong
So blue to blue we stare
because the truth is if we live like we're dying
What will we do when we're actually there?
