I've seen it coming
You've been holding out for nothing
You've been suffering
Never knowing what you wanted
You soy it's nothing
But we're all a slave to something
So you pray for the unknown
And you'll stay for it all
And I could be X to you oh
I could be friends to you
I could be dead to you
I could be X to you oh
I could be only the sounds of you thoughts
In the night when you're less than alone
Honest is nothing at all
Drown from the thought of a night
When I'm next to you oh
Promising nothing at all
It's ok to rush in
And I know they see you running
Palms are rubbing
Over all that noise you're hushing
Palms are rubbing
Over all that noise you're hushing
You soy it's nothing
But we're all a slave to something
So you pray for the unknown
And you'll stay for it all
And I could be X to you oh
I could be friends to you
I could be dead to you
I could be X to you oh
I could be only the sounds of you thoughts
In the night when you're less than alone
Honest is nothing at all
Drown from the thought of a night
When I'm next to you oh
Promising nothing at all
And I could be X to you oh
I could be friends to you
I could be dead to you
I could be X to you oh
I could be only the sounds of you thoughts
In the night when you're less than alone
Honest is nothing at all
Drown from the thought of a night
When I'm next to you oh
Promising nothing at all
Promising nothing at all
