The Verge - There For Tomorrow

Was running free, but now the road is fading

Can’t believe it got to this degree

You turn your shoulder with the face you’re making

'Cause sad attempt are what you gave to me

I hope it was a lie

No one can hear you

Not a thing you say

So you can do yourself a favor

And tell it to me straight

Capture moments in a box then keep 'em

Tucked away like they were history

Gun the crowd with a steaming pistol

Such a way to make some misery

I hope you get it right

No one can hear you

Not a thing you say

So you can do us all a favor

If you wanna plead your case

So brace yourself

And tell it to me

We’re on the verge

Brace yourself, for some kind of redemption

Brace yourself, if you wanna be saved

Brace yourself, for some kind of redemption

Brace yourself, we’re on the verge of a break!

So tell it to me straight

No one can hear you, straight

Not a thing you say

So you can do us all a favor

If you wanna plead your case

So brace yourself

And tell it to me