[Verse 1]
Lying down on the pavement, so happy
Seeming to be in balance, but how could that be
Really I must be jealous, don’t tell me
I just gotta leave the broken pieces or it’ll be the death of me

[Pre-Chorus 1]
Six long years and seven heartbreaks
Broken strings and countless outtakes, why?
Never thought that I would follow through
Got a working title somewhere
And I know one day I’ll get there, I’m
Grasping here

[Chorus]
I’m looking out for a simple kind of true
Don’t know what I am waiting for
I’m holding out for a simple kind of true
At least some kind of a metaphor

[Verse 2] x2
It’s simple, simple and it’s true
We got much to do
No excuses they’re just useless
We've got much to do
[Pre-Chorus 2]
I’d say you hung the moon if they ask me
You help me so the plot won’t get past me
Sometimes the obvious cannot be seen
At least not by me

[Chorus]

[Bridge]
Remember all of the times
When we couldn't make up our minds
Hours and years disappear

[Chorus]