Buzz by the bed you mark the day with red in your eyes, your mind
Races ahead, a day, a week, a month
Washing away regret, looking always beyond yourself
Fresh out of cards they all just learned your tell

It’s the enemy you know
It’s the punch you couldn’t throw
It’s a lot to take from nothing
It’s the push that came to shove
It’s a combination of
The words we lost, and where we left them last

Taking stock of things you said
Picking apart the room
Looking for meaning lost or misconstrued
Evermore trying to make a case that someday they’ll all forget
Saying only half of what you meant

It’s the enemy you know
It’s the punch you couldn’t throw
It’s a lot to take from nothing
It’s the push that came to shove
It’s a combination of
The words we lost, and where we left them
Last

Lost what it means
Quiet, you lie
Found in between
Fears in your mind

It’s the enemy you know
It’s the punch you couldn’t throw
It’s a lot to take from nothing
It’s the push that came to shove
It’s a combination of
The words we lost, and where we left them

It’s the fall that hit your head
It’s a message left on read
Yeah it’s last call for the night
It’s your feet without the rug
It’s a combination of
The things we lost, and if we let them
The things we lost, before we let them