It's easy to make sure you're still breathing Staring at the ceiling I am not a reason you would find yourself asleep I am but a whisper resonating loudly You can hear me speak but you don't listen to a word Woah, woah, woah, woah Woah, woah, woah, woah Worn out like your old clothes, throw me away I hope I never lose this feeling in the moment with you Okay turn the lights on, can't you see that I am not the one who is running away from you It's easy to see the other angles, no one can contain you Wildflower pressed inside the center of a book Spoiling the ending, leading and pretending Turn another page and you can bury it away Woah, woah, woah, woah Worn out like your old clothes, throw me away I hope I never lose this feeling in the moment with you Okay turn the lights on, can't you see that I am not the one who is running away, I'm feeling Worn out like your old clothes, throw me away I hope I never lose this feeling in the moment with you Okay turn the lights on, can't you see that I am not the one who is running away from you