Paper Thin

These walls are paper thin

I hear every word that’s said

Do we argue like them?

Sounded different in my head

And I barely hear your voice no more

Your words don’t even make a mark

If we don’t argue like them

Does it mean this is the end?

We need to wake up, wake up

This hotel room is far too small

We need to get out, get out

Grab the keys and start the car

We still have now what we had then

But it feels a little cold

What got underneath our skin

That keeps us from living in the full

And you barely hear my voice no more

My words don’t seem to make a mark

If we don’t argue like them

Doesn’t mean this is end

We can wake up, wake up

Doesn’t matter where we are

We can get out, get out

Grab the keys and start the car

Where do you want to go…

Wherever you want to go…