I’m white-knuckled, black and blue
From losing my fights each night with you
I see you dancing ‘round my room
With the lights out, you leave me blind
Each morning I hold my pounding head
Wondering when I’ll feel myself again
I got shelves full of books I haven’t read
They’ve got answers somewhere inside
And I can run in circles five miles wide
Repeating all your tired advice
Hold out For a phone call
Hold on To your friends
Hold out Until nightfall
Hold on To the one thought left in your head
I’m tearing out my hair again
Knowing I’m too old to play pretend
But I’ll write my name in wet cement
The second I get the chance
Then i’ll call you up late at night
Pretending to care if you’re alright
Convince me that you sympathize
And you can lead me by the hand
And you can teach me to take off and then crash land
Echoing every word you said
Hold out Til it feels new
Hold on Til the end
Hold out Like they told you
Hold on Even if it’s just pretend
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