Started with a message Against your better judgment Your words are poorly chosen When you're backed into a corner So we give into temptation So I gave it our intention Gave it our best shot Now you feel it in the stomach The clock is ticking The clock is ticking Every single second gets sweeter by the minute Now it's ticking away And it's all consequential When every line is loaded Your words are just the tourniquet to stop The poison from spreading So we give into temptation So I gave into the tension Felt the pressure drop Now you feel it in the back of the mind The clock is ticking The clock is ticking Every single second gets sweeter by the minute Now it's ticking away Every single second gets sweeter by the minute Now it's ticking away Every single minute gets sweeter by the hour Yes it does, yes it does Every single hour gets sweeter by the day By the day, by the day Every single second gets sweeter