Can we just pretend that every move we make
is in the right direction?
But who's been keeping score?
You say the words - they're right on cue -
every breath under review.
But it's all the same to you.
Fortune favors those who fight
for the only thing they have left.
Be honest, you never saw yourself leaving this place.
No, not like this...
Make the right moves, the right steps...
We're right in front of us all along.
You left the comfort of knowing
there was always a place to give up.
It seems like we've all forgotten
what is was that brought us here.
Be honest, you never saw yourself leaving this place.
It seems like we've all forgotten what brought us here.