I no longer go against the clock,
I’m used to letting everything pass
Without asking when, why, or how,
If I’m still alive, that’s enough for me
I no longer live in the rearview mirror,
I know you’re still behind me somehow,
Even if I blame you or change my tone,
And for me, that’s enough
Who will take care of you when I’m no longer here?
Who will hold you when I’m no longer here,
When you don’t want me?
Who will take care of me when you’re no longer here?
Who will hold me when you’re no longer here,
When you don’t want me? No…
If it’s over, forgive me,
If I spend the day in shock, I’m moving forward and still don’t catch
Attention, a necromancer bleeding out on the blog, climbing the top
In a Bentley—if someday you want to talk, call me maybe,
If someday you’re struggling, I’m your lady, I don’t want to be left behind,
I don’t want to look back
And in their photo, I only see a poker face,
Smiling while their soul fades away in pieces, the album cover
That pulls me northward, the fall that slows my pulse down
Baby, I don’t care what they say,
I don’t know what they’ll say
I don’t have much left to give,
Everything stays the same
Baby, I don’t care what they say,
I don’t know what they’ll say
I don’t have much left to give,
Everything and nothing stays the same
I no longer go against the clock,
I’m used to letting everything pass
Without asking when, why, or how,
If I’m still alive, that’s enough for me
I no longer live in the rearview mirror,
I know you’re still behind me somehow,
Even if I blame you or change my tone,
And for me, that’s enough