How can I tell ya, when I can't be with ya now
Could you understand this strange situation
I've never asked for anything, do you think I'm weak?
Can you please send a photograph, what a strange situation
We just threw the tents up and we're calling her Camp Eden
There's minefields on three sides, who'd ever dream of leaving
If we ain't stitching 'em together then they're keeping us in stitches
Who knew the enemy were such funny sons of bitches
Running out of reason, running out of time
Trying to build a world just to leave it all behind
Sometimes I close my eyes so I can hear you sing a tune
But I'm so far away, might as well be on the moon
Still got your photograph, it's damn near torn in two
Here comes another round, I'll catch up with you soon
Running out of reason, running out of time
Trying to build a world just to leave it all behind
The trail of unforgiveness is always on your mind
But you can be forgiven, it can happen anytime