patience is spent
like a burnt cigarette
& the lie you're bound to forget
starts out like a friend
& it happens again
oh who the hell let you in?
in the end, what lies ahead?
subtle as skin
when the end just begins
& the line that suckered us in
is drawn in the sand
it's not like we planned
to know just the back of the hand
in the end, what lies ahead?
[bridge]
take one precious inch
your voice betrays
how hard it truly is
to give away the only thing you miss
patience is spent
like the days since we met
wondering how did we get
from the line in your heart
to the state of the art
in breaking the news to our friends
in the end...it's what lies ahead

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