Punch me in the face and call me crazy, but it's time to leave.
It's not that I define our time as bad, that dear, you must believe.
As I close my eyes at night, I get this rather instant chill.
Rattling this heavy ship we've built here, making it hard to stand still.
Don't follow me out to the rain, follow me out to the rain.
I know that this may leave a stain, but don't follow me out.
Well, it's scary, thought the fall is steep and I am finding it hard
to read the text. Letting go of my spider web before I weaved my next.
Don't follow me out to the rain, follow me out to the rain.
I know that this may leave a stain, but don't follow me out.
To the rain.
Oh, punch me in the face and call me crazy, but it's time to leave.
It's not that I define our time as bad, but don't follow me out.
I said don't follow me out to the rain.
I know that this may leave a stain, but don't follow me out.
To the rain.
