Holding On

Say it all to my face Feel your breath fill the space Between us and the pause Wait for the hit straight on Say it all to my face It's the sound your voice makes Shooting, through me, a gun Your lips, bullets, I'm done Drag it out for days, the weeks wore away Not a thing is learned, when given and not earned Hold out these hands, spare what you can Hold out these hands, spare what you can Says it all on my face I'm no good at waiting The pain of patience pays off It all starts with some change Drag it out for days, stuck in a phase Not a thing is learned, when given and not earned Hold out these hands Hold out these hands, bend the fingers back Hold out these hands, spare what you can Holding on I'll grip my fists, won't let go of this Home alone, on the floor Holding on On and on and on, it goes on On and on and on, I'll hold on On and on and on, it goes on On and on and on, I'll hold on On and on and on, it goes on On and on and on, I'll hold on I'll just grip my fists I'll never let go of this