No This isn't what we pictured when they said that we should go home If We loosen up our grip held on the past does that mean the end is close? But I can't breathe like this, oh When can we call it quits, oh I, I gotta let it all out But I can't stay warm, oh Their touch is stone cold, oh Oh, I really need to get out ♪ Now The birds just sing in sirens that play on even when it's late at night 'Cause where it came from don't make sense And it start don't match it's ends But time will hold us till we can meet again But I can't breathe like this, oh When can we call it quits, oh Oh, I gotta let it all out