Buzz by the bed you mark the day with red in your eyes, your mind Races ahead, a day, a week, a month Washing away regret, looking always beyond yourself Fresh out of cards they all just learned your tell It’s the enemy you know It’s the punch you couldn’t throw It’s a lot to take from nothing It’s the push that came to shove It’s a combination of The words we lost, and where we left them last Taking stock of things you said Picking apart the room Looking for meaning lost or misconstrued Evermore trying to make a case that someday they’ll all forget Saying only half of what you meant It’s the enemy you know It’s the punch you couldn’t throw It’s a lot to take from nothing It’s the push that came to shove It’s a combination of The words we lost, and where we left them Last Lost what it means Quiet, you lie Found in between Fears in your mind It’s the enemy you know It’s the punch you couldn’t throw It’s a lot to take from nothing It’s the push that came to shove It’s a combination of The words we lost, and where we left them It’s the fall that hit your head It’s a message left on read Yeah it’s last call for the night It’s your feet without the rug It’s a combination of The things we lost, and if we let them The things we lost, before we let them