Letras:
Framing Hanley The Moment

: There's a train leaving town, If you hurry up I think you just might make it Dammit I hope you make it Conscience is a faint, unpleasant sound, You

: I swear to God we've been down this road before The guilt's no good, and it only shames us more And the truths that we all try to hide, are so much

: Like a foggy mirror, Where receptions blurred And things could stand to be clearer. Sometimes it's hard to look you in the eye. (Chorus) If I

: We're at the climax now It's no suprise this is where you back down I've heard the stories, This is where you come up short It's not really a big deal

: The guts it's taken you Just to say what you mean. Let's do this right tonight. 'Cause there's no inbetween. The self deprication of What you put

: A pen ends a note Is this all that I have earned? The words you wrote are from lessons You've unlearned about who you are inside. What are you trying

The guts it's taken you Just to say what you mean Let's do this right tonight 'Cause there's no in-between The self deprecation of what you put your

We're at the climax now, it's no surprise this is where you back down I've heard the stories, this is where you come up short It's not really a big deal

Insecurities in, beyond the hotel lobby While I?m forced to call this a home without you So, let?s keep this conversation lingering on Don?t say goodnight