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you’re a mess
well that makes two
You’re still on the line
As I’m driving to you

Windows down
Say that again
well make an excuse
To get rid of your friends

I’m running on your time
Still too late
I’m running on your time

Trying to make it last
Might be the death of me
Now I’m holding on to something I can’t have
Wanting you next to me

But it’s all in your hands
It’s all in your hands

Tell me when
You’re leaving the house
By the time I arrive
There’s no one around

There’s a feeling
We could leave it
And let ourselves untangle into meaning
there’s a reason
That we both come back to this

Now I’m trying to make it last
Might be the death of me
Now I’m holding on to something I can’t have
Wanting you next to me

Its all in your hands
It’s all in your hands

I’m running on your time
I’m running on your time
I’m looking in your eyes
Am I making the same mistake?

trying to make it last
Might be the death of me
Now I’m holding on to something I can’t have
Wanting you next to me

Its all in your hands
It’s all in your hands