Tired & Defeated

Laid upon the floor inside the void that we made

I can feel my chest expanding 'cause it wants to fill the space

Tried to breathe life into something that wanted to die

And all I managed was a wheezy little breath of goodbye

We could've been anything

Before I get a say you better wind me and run away

Sure seems that you'd rather be as far away from me

As possible

I have to say I'm disappointed

I made our lives up in my head and now you're there like a ghost

I guess you've got to be good

To your mind and your body and soul

And that starts with letting me go

We're tired and defeated

But we can make it out with our hearts still beating

Its just hard to think that we're so out of sync

We'd inflict pain, and repeat it

Tired and defeated

But we can make it out with our hearts still beating

Its just hard to think that we're so out of sync

We'd inflict pain, and repeat it

I'm just sorry that the rhythm would take me away

Tried to draw you in but we were dancing on our graves

If we saw that, I reckon we would step back

As soon as possible

I have to say I'm disappointed

I made our lives up in my head and now you're there like a ghost

I guess I've got to be good

To my mind and my body and soul

And that starts with letting you go

We're tired and defeated

But we can make it out with our hearts still beating

Its just hard to think that we're so out of sync

We'd inflict pain, and repeat it

Tired and defeated

But we can make it out with our hearts still beating

Its just hard to think that we're so out of sync

We'd inflict pain, and repeat it

All the theatricals

You'd think that I would want to let this go, but no

I'm headstrong with a heartache but I'm not letting it break

This could've been over

But those who know me understand that I'm a fan of getting carried away

We're tired and defeated

But we can make it out with our hearts still beating

Its just hard to think that we're so out of sync

We'd inflict pain, and repeat it

Tired and defeated

But we can make it out with our hearts still beating

Its just hard to think that we're so out of sync

We'd inflict pain, and repeat it

Yeah, repeat it

Out of sync, yeah it's hard to admit that

We're tired and defeated