Make a friend Lose a war Cash a check Rob a store I've been backwards all summer Maybe I'll get right with the leaves Take a walk Crack my phone Think I wrote Your number wrong I'll save you the trouble Your face Is getting even harder to see Would you believe Guess I always saw it coming But never saw it coming for me Lost a bet Cast a stone People here But I'm all alone Got lost in translation somehow Or maybe you just died on a hill Figured out what was tangled up Got a broken arm From a paper cut Now I'm fading good And I'm fading fast Looks like paradise Feels like broken glass Sure I always saw it coming but never saw it coming so fast