With a passion for cold inaction
I'm flashing a badge of wait-and-see
To lay there and smile might be fine for a while
Tired of the nights in pride no speak
But this man could give a good goddamn
If he'd open up the door

So follow the hollow thing
And find what a hindsight makes believe
The covering sky is nothing if I
Go blind by some life I meant to lead
Now this fool don't want to play it so cool
Time on a TV screen
Been blinking the years by me

If these words could ring through
And be heard as good news
Fix my heart with wood glue
Are we too far gone to pretend we can't lose?
In your arms, I'd do no harm
I do no harm