Who's to say you're never wrong?
Who's to say that I'm not already gone?
Who's to say the time inside your head [bad word] on and on and on and on?

Who's to say we'll make it through?
I'm starting to believe
That what we think is never [bad word] Who's to say the rhymes beside your bed
Will keep you warm
When everything is getting colder?
And I'm just holding on until it's over

Mayday!
Somebody save me now
And I'm closing my eyes
'Cause once the sun rises
It's out of my hands
It's out of my hands

Who's to say this history
Isn't only just some winner's distant memory?
You can't escape this drying ink
The fall of who we are is getting closer
And I'm just holding on until it's over

Mayday!
Somebody save me now
I'm cutting old ties
From the world outside
'Cause it's over my head
It's [bad word] undone
And falling apart somehow
And I'm closing my eyes
'Cause once the sun rises
It's out of my hands
Oh, it's out of my hands

The light pulls me under
And I keep on caving in

Mayday!
Somebody save me now
I'm cutting old ties
From the world outside
Cause it's over my head
(My head, my head)
It's [bad word] undone
And falling apart somehow
And I'm closing my eyes
'Cause once the sun rises
It's out of my hands
Oh, it's out of my hands

(Mayday!
Somebody save me...) [bad word]  [bad word]