If I had eyes in the back of my head

I would have told you that you looked good as I walked away And if you could've tried to trust the hand that fed

You would've never been hungry but you'd never really be More of this or less of this or is there any difference?

Or are we just holding onto things that we don't have anymore? Sometimes time doesn't heal, no not at all

Just stand still while we fall

In or out of love again, I doubt I'm gonna win you back

When you've got eyes like that

It won't let me in, always looking out Lot of people spend their time just floating

We were victims together but lonely

You've got hungry eyes, they just can't look forward

Can't give them enough but we just can't start over Building with bent nails we're falling but holding

I don't wanna take up anymore of your time, time, time, time Sometimes time doesn't heal, no not at all

Just stand still while we fall

In or out of love again, I doubt I'm gonna win you back

When you've got eyes like that

It won't let me in, always looking out Always looking

Always looking out

Always looking out

Always looking out