Over before its time; i wanna get selfish, and feel like i could start again Now that's enough; that's just enough, i think No inspire, no voluntary steps Our hands burn from holding on We are undone The first time; was all original The second time; our bodies were in charge Separated, loving arms; we're left to live our lives. Over before its time; i wanna get selfish, and feel like i could start again We're telling a cautionary tale to other lives with fragile insides We're preaching so cautionary; we're saving some unlucky ones Chemically, we're just anomaly We're fading, nocturnal, escaping function Oh, if we could start again