[00:48.18]Choke it up the orange kind, I will not be by your side,[00:53.06]Met him once before but now he's gone,[00:57.68]Picturesque in solitude, unfortunately full of you,[01:02.74]Harmful to the point of moving on.[01:06.68]Another heartbeat, waking up the whole street,[01:10.93]I was never much, for hopeless carry on,[01:16.43]When the scar bleeds, wait until you can't scream,[01:20.74]I won't be the last,[01:25.37]so watch me take this home.[01:26.94]Somewhere else instead,[01:30.56]I'll always be the one to, hope for,[01:36.06]Scratches on your legs,[01:39.87]It's okay, it's okay.[01:45.75]Sitting in the lovers chair, oblivious to modern care,[01:50.56]Medical and personal abuse,[01:55.32]We can snap the ligaments, into place in time and space,[02:00.25]Laughter and the sound of cutting loose.[02:04.32]Another heartbeat, waking up the whole street,[02:08.50]I was never much, for hopeless carry on,[02:14.08]When the scar bleeds, wait until you can't scream,[02:18.28]I won't be the last,[02:22.81]so watch me take this home.[02:24.89]Somewhere else instead,[02:28.08]I'll always be the one to, hope for,[02:33.64]Scratches on your legs,[02:37.53]It's okay, it's okay.[02:43.28]Somewhere else instead,[02:47.22]I'll always be the one to, hope for,[02:52.99]Scratches on your legs,[02:56.80]It's okay, it's okay.