Oh my god it's nothing Happy in my own way Feeling cold in a quiet place When you sing for anyone They'll give you something But talk is cheap inside your brain You'd give that moment to feel okay Man this is not the place I'd dreamt up Julie I'm sinking in I'm easily persuaded There must be something I'm missing You say I'm always the nice one Do you think that's funny? I'm pretty good in a tight space Till the minute falls and I need a window to break and jump out of And I needed someone to pick me up But no one came running I'm the last one you want Holding up anything I'm the last one you want Inside your head I'm the last one you want Holding up anything I'm in the wine and undefeated If I were just afraid Of moving out your way I would keep this to myself I would hope for someone to pick you in a crowd Of white trimmed dresses And coloured wishes Buried in the pulse of the dead ambitious Maybe just bring in the choir now Well I needed someone to pick me up But no one came running Julie the lines slur overtop Why should I call it if no one came running? I got you No one came I'm the last one you want Holding up anything I'm the last one you want Inside your head I'm the last one you want Holding up anything I'm in the wine and undefeated