If you grow tired, of usDon't let us hang on
Put feet to our fingers
A laugh and we're gone
Because you're adored
by everyone
And this is the race
that's already won
Hit in the kitchen
The silence is on
Asleep with your own words
A shrug and we're gone
And does this happen
to everyone?
'Cause there's too many people
holding on
And if you see just what you want to see
you will be looking through
everybody else
looking through
And if you see just what you want to see
you will be looking through
everybody else
looking through
you
(Repeat Chorus)
We are the week's pay
Don't tell me I'm wrong
The pride and the true frayed
The drink holding on
But I can't stay mad
For very long
'Cause you'll line us up
And count everyone