Awake, dear, we're dreaming.
You're going insane and
you haven't been sober in days.
I'm telling you now
the world's crashing down
and we're the first one that he'll save.

Look here, dear, we're crazy.
You're losing your mind.
You've told nothing but lies.
It's time to get out
but I'm starting to doubt
if we're even worth the time.
Who would waste the time?

Time...

Time is ticking away
and you know he can't stay.
Everything you have done
is everything I wouldn't do.
Is it him that you hope to save?
If it's him that you hope to find
then I'm sorry, dear. Forgive me,
but we're all out of options.
We're running out of time.

You've woken the block
with your incessant shouts
and now they're all out of options.
They'll lock us up and
the prison cell smells
but it'll feel just like home.
It's okay because I know
that you haven't had a home in years.
You don't have to fear
because he'll always bail us out.

If you don't open those eyes
we might lose our lives.
You're tearing him apart
but he's back once again
to fix our mistakes
and you're out to break his heart.

We can't be in love
because you won't sober up.
As if love could save us anyway.
Time still ticks away every day
with every grain of sand.
I don't understand.
You don't deserve his hand
but he's reaching out
and we're pulling him in.
We're pulling him in for the end.