Next in Line

I think I remember you floating inside of my head
But its never quite clear of the path that you lead.
The first one to go is the last who would leave you behind.
You’re sleeping tonight with the next one in line.
So you’ll love to pass time
I think I remember you floating inside of my head
But its never quite clear of the path that you lead.
The first one to go is the last who would leave you behind.
You’re sleeping tonight with the next one in line.
So you’ll love to pass time
To shadow a promise that reminds you of
How you turn your heart on a dime
And pray the waiting is worth the next in line
Half of me holds you the other just wilted and died
Til we resurrect drunken socialites
We forfeit confessions of all of our weak-hearted crimes
They’ll keep me from heaven
But they keep me from crying
So I’ll love to pass time…
To shadow a promise that reminds you of
How you turn your heart on a dime
And pray the waiting is worth the next in line
So I’ll love to pass time…
To shadow a promise that reminds you of
How you turn your heart on a dime
And pray the waiting is worth the next in line