From the darkest lows
to the heavenly highs
Another dream let go
on every mantelpiece

If you had your life
to live over again
would you do it in style
or make those same mistakes?

If I keep folding
there'll be nothing left of me
but these shapeless shoulders
and this cold, dead smile
These days are better written off than written down

Will you live your life
through a bustling child
or will you sail the seas
of self-discovery?

Does it make you smile
when you think of a rhyme
or do you get tired
just burning oxygen?

If I keep folding
there'll be nothing left of me
but these shapeless shoulders
and this cold, dead smile
These days are better written off than written down

Oh the wasted days
and the promises made
put the fear of God
in every one of us

Resolution: see
through the soles of your feet
So find a girl you can reach
ever the optimist

If I keep folding
there'll be nothing left of me
but these shapeless shoulders
and this cold, dead smile
These days are better written off than written down