Everyone it seems
Has somewhere to go
And the faster the world spins 
The shorter the lights will glow

And I'm swimming in the night
Chasing down the moon
The deeper in the water
The more I long for you

Most of what you see my dear
Is purely for show
Because
Not everything that goes [bad word] back around, you know

Holding on too long is just
fear of letting go
Because
Not everything that goes [bad word] back around, you know

One thing that is clear
It's all down hill
From here

The love line in your hand
Cleverly disguised
All the promises of stone [bad word] in the night

Most of what you see my dear
Is worth letting go
Because
Not everything that goes [bad word] back around, you know

Holding on too long is just
fear of what's to show
Because
Not everything that goes [bad word] back around, you know
Not everything that goes [bad word] back around, you know

One thing that is clear
It's all down hill
From here