Moving in slow like the smoke
From your cigarette
Every step closer's a step
That we both will regret
Keeping a tally but who can keep track?
Your overreacting is taking me back
To a time better left alone

Holding on to the phone
Holding on to this glass
Holding on to the memory of what didn't last
Waiting for betters words; they'll never come
So dry your eyes, it's better now it's done

Keep a tight grip like a child
Holding onto a swing set
Waiting and hoping to find what I can't figure out yet
Please don't, unless this is something you mean
Another nightmare instead of a dream
Better left alone

Holding on to the phone
Holding on to this glass
Holding on to the memory of what didn't last
Waiting for betters words; they'll never come
So dry your eyes
Holding on to the phone
Holding on to this glass
Holding on to the memory of what didn't last
Waiting for betters words; they'll never come
So dry your eyes, it's better now it's done

I never lost so much
I never lost so much
I never lost so much

Holding on to the phone
Holding on to this glass
Holding on to the memory of what didn't last
Waiting for better words; they'll never come
So dry your eyes
Holding on to the phone
Holding on to this glass
Holding on to the memory of what didn't last
Waiting for betters words; they'll never come
So dry your eyes, it's better now it's done