| I'm only pretty sure that I can't take anymore
Before you take a swing, I wonder what are we fighting for?
When I say out loud, "I want to get out of this,"
I wonder, is there anything I'm going to miss?
I wonder how it's going to be
when you don't know me.
How's it going to be
when you're sure I'm not there?
How's it going to be
when there’s no one there to talk to between you and me?
'Cause I don't care
How's it going to be?
How's it going to be?
Where we used to laugh, there's a shouting match
sharp as a thumbnail scratch
A silence I can't ignore,
like the hammock by the doorway we spent time in
Swing's empty
I don't see lightning like last fall
when it was always about to hit me
I wonder how's it going to be when it goes down
How's it going to be when your not around?
How's it going to be when you found out there was nothing
between you and me?
'Cause I don't care
How's it going to be?
And how's it going to be
when you don't know me anymore?
And how's it going to be?
I wanna get myself back in again
The soft dive of oblivion…
I wanna taste the salt of your skin
The soft dive of oblivion…oblivion
How's it going to be
when you don't know me any more?
How's it going to be?
How's it going to be?
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